DocBook XSLT 2.0 Stylesheet output: rich_iii.xml

Expected (11 differences)Actual (1 differences)
<html>
   <head>
      <link href="../../resources/css/db-prism.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"/>
      <link href="../../resources/css/default.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"/>
      <link href="../../resources/css/prism.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"/>
      <link href="../../resources/css/publishers.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"/>
      <meta charset="utf-8"/>
      <meta content="DocBook XSL 2.0 Stylesheets Vxxx" name="generator"/>
      <script src="../../resources/js/dbmodnizr.js" type="text/javascript"/>
      <title>The Tragedy of Richard the Third</title>
   </head>
   <body>
      <article class="book" id="R.1">
         <header class="book-titlepage">
            <h1>The Tragedy of Richard the Third</h1>
         </header>
         <div class="lists-of-titles">
            <div class="toc">
               <p>
                  <b>Table of Contents</b>
               </p>
               <ul class="toc">
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.2">1. Dramatis Personae</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.3">1. ACT I</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  The same. Another street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE III.  The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.5">4. SCENE IV.  London. The Tower.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.4">2. ACT II</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE IV.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.5">3. ACT III</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  Before Lord Hastings' house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE III.  Pomfret Castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE IV.  The Tower of London.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.6">5. SCENE V.  The Tower-walls.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.7">6. SCENE VI.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.8">7. SCENE VII.  Baynard's Castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.6">4. ACT IV</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  Before the Tower.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.4">3. SCENE III.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.5">4. SCENE IV.  Before the palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.6">5. SCENE V.  Lord Derby's house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.7">5. ACT V</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Salisbury. An open place.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE II.  The camp near Tamworth.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE III.  Bosworth Field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. SCENE IV.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.6">5. SCENE V.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
               </ul>
            </div>
         </div>
         <article class="preface" id="R.1.2">
            <header class="preface-titlepage">
               <h2>Dramatis Personae</h2>
            </header>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">KING EDWARD The Fourth</span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">EDWARD, Prince of Wales, afterwards King Edward V.</span>
                        <span class="personname">RICHARD, Duke of York </span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">sons to the King.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">GEORGE, Duke of Clarence</span>
                        <span class="personname">RICHARD, Duke of Gloucester, afterwards King Richard III.</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">brothers to the King.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">A young son of Clarence. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">HENRY, Earl of Richmond, afterwards King Henry VII.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">CARDINAL BOURCHIER, Archbishop of Canterbury. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">THOMAS ROTHERHAM, Archbishop of York. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">JOHN MORTON, Bishop of Ely. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">DUKE of BUCKINGHAM</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">DUKE of NORFOLK</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EARL of SURREY, His son. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EARL RIVERS, Brother to Elizabeth. </span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">MARQUIS OF DORSET</span>
                        <span class="personname">LORD GREY</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">Sons to Elizabeth.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EARL of OXFORD</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LORD HASTINGS</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LORD STANLEY, Called also EARL of DERBY. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LORD LOVEL</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR RICHARD RATCLIFF</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR WILLIAM CATESBY</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR JAMES TYRREL</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR JAMES BLOUNT</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR WALTER HERBERT</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR ROBERT BRAKENBURY, Lieutenant of the Tower. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">CHRISTOPHER URSWICK, A priest. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Another Priest. </span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">TRESSEL</span>
                        <span class="personname">BERKELEY</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">Gentlemen attending on the Lady Anne.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Lord Mayor of London. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Sheriff of Wiltshire. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">ELIZABETH, Queen to King Edward IV. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">MARGARET, Widow of King Henry VI. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">DUCHESS of YORK, Mother to King Edward IV.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LADY ANNE, Widow of Edward Prince of Wales, son to King Henry VI; afterwards married to Richard.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">A young Daughter of Clarence [MARGARET PLANTAGENET] </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Ghosts of those murdered by Richard III., Lords and other Attendants; a Pursuivant Scrivener, Citizens, Murderers, Messengers Soldiers, &c.</span>
            </p>
            <p>SCENE  England.</p>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.3">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 1. ACT I</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  The same. Another street.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE III.  The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.5">4. SCENE IV.  London. The Tower.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  London. A street.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GLOUCESTER, solus</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Now is the winter of our discontent</div>
                     <div class="line">Made glorious summer by this sun of York;</div>
                     <div class="line">And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house</div>
                     <div class="line">In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;</div>
                     <div class="line">Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;</div>
                     <div class="line">Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.</div>
                     <div class="line">Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front;</div>
                     <div class="line">And now, instead of mounting barded steeds</div>
                     <div class="line">To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,</div>
                     <div class="line">He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber</div>
                     <div class="line">To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.</div>
                     <div class="line">But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;</div>
                     <div class="line">I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty</div>
                     <div class="line">To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;</div>
                     <div class="line">I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion,</div>
                     <div class="line">Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,</div>
                     <div class="line">Deformed, unfinish'd, sent before my time</div>
                     <div class="line">Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,</div>
                     <div class="line">And that so lamely and unfashionable</div>
                     <div class="line">That dogs bark at me as I halt by them;</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Have no delight to pass away the time,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless to spy my shadow in the sun</div>
                     <div class="line">And descant on mine own deformity:</div>
                     <div class="line">And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover,</div>
                     <div class="line">To entertain these fair well-spoken days,</div>
                     <div class="line">I am determined to prove a villain</div>
                     <div class="line">And hate the idle pleasures of these days.</div>
                     <div class="line">Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous,</div>
                     <div class="line">By drunken prophecies, libels and dreams,</div>
                     <div class="line">To set my brother Clarence and the king</div>
                     <div class="line">In deadly hate the one against the other:</div>
                     <div class="line">And if King Edward be as true and just</div>
                     <div class="line">As I am subtle, false and treacherous,</div>
                     <div class="line">This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up,</div>
                     <div class="line">About a prophecy, which says that 'G'</div>
                     <div class="line">Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be.</div>
                     <div class="line">Dive, thoughts, down to my soul: here</div>
                     <div class="line">Clarence comes.</div>
                     <p>Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKENBURY</p>
                     <div class="line">Brother, good day; what means this armed guard</div>
                     <div class="line">That waits upon your grace?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">His majesty</div>
                     <div class="line">Tendering my person's safety, hath appointed</div>
                     <div class="line">This conduct to convey me to the Tower.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon what cause?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Because my name is George.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours;</div>
                     <div class="line">He should, for that, commit your godfathers:</div>
                     <div class="line">O, belike his majesty hath some intent</div>
                     <div class="line">That you shall be new-christen'd in the Tower.</div>
                     <div class="line">But what's the matter, Clarence?  may I know?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, Richard, when I know; for I protest</div>
                     <div class="line">As yet I do not: but, as I can learn,</div>
                     <div class="line">He hearkens after prophecies and dreams;</div>
                     <div class="line">And from the cross-row plucks the letter G.</div>
                     <div class="line">And says a wizard told him that by G</div>
                     <div class="line">His issue disinherited should be;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, for my name of George begins with G,</div>
                     <div class="line">It follows in his thought that I am he.</div>
                     <div class="line">These, as I learn, and such like toys as these</div>
                     <div class="line">Have moved his highness to commit me now.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, this it is, when men are ruled by women:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower:</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lady Grey his wife, Clarence, 'tis she</div>
                     <div class="line">That tempers him to this extremity.</div>
                     <div class="line">Was it not she and that good man of worship,</div>
                     <div class="line">Anthony Woodville, her brother there,</div>
                     <div class="line">That made him send Lord Hastings to the Tower,</div>
                     <div class="line">From whence this present day he is deliver'd?</div>
                     <div class="line">We are not safe, Clarence; we are not safe.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">By heaven, I think there's no man is secure</div>
                     <div class="line">But the queen's kindred and night-walking heralds</div>
                     <div class="line">That trudge betwixt the king and Mistress Shore.</div>
                     <div class="line">Heard ye not what an humble suppliant</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord hastings was to her for his delivery?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Humbly complaining to her deity</div>
                     <div class="line">Got my lord chamberlain his liberty.</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll tell you what; I think it is our way,</div>
                     <div class="line">If we will keep in favour with the king,</div>
                     <div class="line">To be her men and wear her livery:</div>
                     <div class="line">The jealous o'erworn widow and herself,</div>
                     <div class="line">Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen.</div>
                     <div class="line">Are mighty gossips in this monarchy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">I beseech your graces both to pardon me;</div>
                     <div class="line">His majesty hath straitly given in charge</div>
                     <div class="line">That no man shall have private conference,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of what degree soever, with his brother.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Even so; an't please your worship, Brakenbury,</div>
                     <div class="line">You may partake of any thing we say:</div>
                     <div class="line">We speak no treason, man: we say the king</div>
                     <div class="line">Is wise and virtuous, and his noble queen</div>
                     <div class="line">Well struck in years, fair, and not jealous;</div>
                     <div class="line">We say that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot,</div>
                     <div class="line">A cherry lip, a bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue;</div>
                     <div class="line">And that the queen's kindred are made gentle-folks:</div>
                     <div class="line">How say you sir? Can you deny all this?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">With this, my lord, myself have nought to do.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Naught to do with mistress Shore! I tell thee, fellow,</div>
                     <div class="line">He that doth naught with her, excepting one,</div>
                     <div class="line">Were best he do it secretly, alone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">What one, my lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Her husband, knave: wouldst thou betray me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">I beseech your grace to pardon me, and withal</div>
                     <div class="line">Forbear your conference with the noble duke.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">We know thy charge, Brakenbury, and will obey.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">We are the queen's abjects, and must obey.</div>
                     <div class="line">Brother, farewell: I will unto the king;</div>
                     <div class="line">And whatsoever you will employ me in,</div>
                     <div class="line">Were it to call King Edward's widow sister,</div>
                     <div class="line">I will perform it to enfranchise you.</div>
                     <div class="line">Meantime, this deep disgrace in brotherhood</div>
                     <div class="line">Touches me deeper than you can imagine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">I know it pleaseth neither of us well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, your imprisonment shall not be long;</div>
                     <div class="line">Meantime, have patience.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">I must perforce. Farewell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt CLARENCE, BRAKENBURY, and Guard</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, tread the path that thou shalt ne'er return.</div>
                     <div class="line">Simple, plain Clarence! I do love thee so,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven,</div>
                     <div class="line">If heaven will take the present at our hands.</div>
                     <div class="line">But who comes here? the new-deliver'd Hastings?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter HASTINGS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Good time of day unto my gracious lord!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">As much unto my good lord chamberlain!</div>
                     <div class="line">Well are you welcome to the open air.</div>
                     <div class="line">How hath your lordship brook'd imprisonment?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">With patience, noble lord, as prisoners must:</div>
                     <div class="line">But I shall live, my lord, to give them thanks</div>
                     <div class="line">That were the cause of my imprisonment.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">No doubt, no doubt; and so shall Clarence too;</div>
                     <div class="line">For they that were your enemies are his,</div>
                     <div class="line">And have prevail'd as much on him as you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">More pity that the eagle should be mew'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">While kites and buzzards prey at liberty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">What news abroad?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">No news so bad abroad as this at home;</div>
                     <div class="line">The King is sickly, weak and melancholy,</div>
                     <div class="line">And his physicians fear him mightily.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, by Saint Paul, this news is bad indeed.</div>
                     <div class="line">O, he hath kept an evil diet long,</div>
                     <div class="line">And overmuch consumed his royal person:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis very grievous to be thought upon.</div>
                     <div class="line">What, is he in his bed?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">He is.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Go you before, and I will follow you.</div>
                     <p>Exit HASTINGS</p>
                     <div class="line">He cannot live, I hope; and must not die</div>
                     <div class="line">Till George be pack'd with post-horse up to heaven.</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll in, to urge his hatred more to Clarence,</div>
                     <div class="line">With lies well steel'd with weighty arguments;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, if I fall not in my deep intent,</div>
                     <div class="line">Clarence hath not another day to live:</div>
                     <div class="line">Which done, God take King Edward to his mercy,</div>
                     <div class="line">And leave the world for me to bustle in!</div>
                     <div class="line">For then I'll marry Warwick's youngest daughter.</div>
                     <div class="line">What though I kill'd her husband and her father?</div>
                     <div class="line">The readiest way to make the wench amends</div>
                     <div class="line">Is to become her husband and her father:</div>
                     <div class="line">The which will I; not all so much for love</div>
                     <div class="line">As for another secret close intent,</div>
                     <div class="line">By marrying her which I must reach unto.</div>
                     <div class="line">But yet I run before my horse to market:</div>
                     <div class="line">Clarence still breathes; Edward still lives and reigns:</div>
                     <div class="line">When they are gone, then must I count my gains.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  The same. Another street.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the corpse of KING HENRY the Sixth, Gentlemen
with halberds to guard it; LADY ANNE being the mourner</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Set down, set down your honourable load,</div>
                     <div class="line">If honour may be shrouded in a hearse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whilst I awhile obsequiously lament</div>
                     <div class="line">The untimely fall of virtuous Lancaster.</div>
                     <div class="line">Poor key-cold figure of a holy king!</div>
                     <div class="line">Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood!</div>
                     <div class="line">Be it lawful that I invocate thy ghost,</div>
                     <div class="line">To hear the lamentations of Poor Anne,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd son,</div>
                     <div class="line">Stabb'd by the selfsame hand that made these wounds!</div>
                     <div class="line">Lo, in these windows that let forth thy life,</div>
                     <div class="line">I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes.</div>
                     <div class="line">Cursed be the hand that made these fatal holes!</div>
                     <div class="line">Cursed be the heart that had the heart to do it!</div>
                     <div class="line">Cursed the blood that let this blood from hence!</div>
                     <div class="line">More direful hap betide that hated wretch,</div>
                     <div class="line">That makes us wretched by the death of thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">Than I can wish to adders, spiders, toads,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or any creeping venom'd thing that lives!</div>
                     <div class="line">If ever he have child, abortive be it,</div>
                     <div class="line">Prodigious, and untimely brought to light,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose ugly and unnatural aspect</div>
                     <div class="line">May fright the hopeful mother at the view;</div>
                     <div class="line">And that be heir to his unhappiness!</div>
                     <div class="line">If ever he have wife, let her he made</div>
                     <div class="line">A miserable by the death of him</div>
                     <div class="line">As I am made by my poor lord and thee!</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, now towards Chertsey with your holy load,</div>
                     <div class="line">Taken from Paul's to be interred there;</div>
                     <div class="line">And still, as you are weary of the weight,</div>
                     <div class="line">Rest you, whiles I lament King Henry's corse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GLOUCESTER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Stay, you that bear the corse, and set it down.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">What black magician conjures up this fiend,</div>
                     <div class="line">To stop devoted charitable deeds?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Villains, set down the corse; or, by Saint Paul,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll make a corse of him that disobeys.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Gentleman</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, stand back, and let the coffin pass.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Unmanner'd dog! stand thou, when I command:</div>
                     <div class="line">Advance thy halbert higher than my breast,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or, by Saint Paul, I'll strike thee to my foot,</div>
                     <div class="line">And spurn upon thee, beggar, for thy boldness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">What, do you tremble? are you all afraid?</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal,</div>
                     <div class="line">And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil.</div>
                     <div class="line">Avaunt, thou dreadful minister of hell!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hadst but power over his mortal body,</div>
                     <div class="line">His soul thou canst not have; therefore be gone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweet saint, for charity, be not so curst.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Foul devil, for God's sake, hence, and trouble us not;</div>
                     <div class="line">For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims.</div>
                     <div class="line">If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds,</div>
                     <div class="line">Behold this pattern of thy butcheries.</div>
                     <div class="line">O, gentlemen, see, see! dead Henry's wounds</div>
                     <div class="line">Open their congeal'd mouths and bleed afresh!</div>
                     <div class="line">Blush, Blush, thou lump of foul deformity;</div>
                     <div class="line">For 'tis thy presence that exhales this blood</div>
                     <div class="line">From cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells;</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy deed, inhuman and unnatural,</div>
                     <div class="line">Provokes this deluge most unnatural.</div>
                     <div class="line">O God, which this blood madest, revenge his death!</div>
                     <div class="line">O earth, which this blood drink'st revenge his death!</div>
                     <div class="line">Either heaven with lightning strike the</div>
                     <div class="line">murderer dead,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or earth, gape open wide and eat him quick,</div>
                     <div class="line">As thou dost swallow up this good king's blood</div>
                     <div class="line">Which his hell-govern'd arm hath butchered!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Lady, you know no rules of charity,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Villain, thou know'st no law of God nor man:</div>
                     <div class="line">No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">But I know none, and therefore am no beast.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">O wonderful, when devils tell the truth!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">More wonderful, when angels are so angry.</div>
                     <div class="line">Vouchsafe, divine perfection of a woman,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of these supposed-evils, to give me leave,</div>
                     <div class="line">By circumstance, but to acquit myself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Vouchsafe, defused infection of a man,</div>
                     <div class="line">For these known evils, but to give me leave,</div>
                     <div class="line">By circumstance, to curse thy cursed self.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Fairer than tongue can name thee, let me have</div>
                     <div class="line">Some patient leisure to excuse myself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Fouler than heart can think thee, thou canst make</div>
                     <div class="line">No excuse current, but to hang thyself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">By such despair, I should accuse myself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">And, by despairing, shouldst thou stand excused;</div>
                     <div class="line">For doing worthy vengeance on thyself,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which didst unworthy slaughter upon others.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Say that I slew them not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then they are not dead:</div>
                     <div class="line">But dead they are, and devilish slave, by thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I did not kill your husband.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then he is alive.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, he is dead; and slain by Edward's hand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">In thy foul throat thou liest: Queen Margaret saw</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood;</div>
                     <div class="line">The which thou once didst bend against her breast,</div>
                     <div class="line">But that thy brothers beat aside the point.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I was provoked by her slanderous tongue,</div>
                     <div class="line">which laid their guilt upon my guiltless shoulders.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou wast provoked by thy bloody mind.</div>
                     <div class="line">Which never dreamt on aught but butcheries:</div>
                     <div class="line">Didst thou not kill this king?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I grant ye.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Dost grant me, hedgehog? then, God grant me too</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou mayst be damned for that wicked deed!</div>
                     <div class="line">O, he was gentle, mild, and virtuous!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">The fitter for the King of heaven, that hath him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">He is in heaven, where thou shalt never come.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Let him thank me, that holp to send him thither;</div>
                     <div class="line">For he was fitter for that place than earth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">And thou unfit for any place but hell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, one place else, if you will hear me name it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Some dungeon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Your bed-chamber.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll rest betide the chamber where thou liest!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">So will it, madam till I lie with you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">I hope so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I know so. But, gentle Lady Anne,</div>
                     <div class="line">To leave this keen encounter of our wits,</div>
                     <div class="line">And fall somewhat into a slower method,</div>
                     <div class="line">Is not the causer of the timeless deaths</div>
                     <div class="line">Of these Plantagenets, Henry and Edward,</div>
                     <div class="line">As blameful as the executioner?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art the cause, and most accursed effect.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Your beauty was the cause of that effect;</div>
                     <div class="line">Your beauty: which did haunt me in my sleep</div>
                     <div class="line">To undertake the death of all the world,</div>
                     <div class="line">So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">If I thought that, I tell thee, homicide,</div>
                     <div class="line">These nails should rend that beauty from my cheeks.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">These eyes could never endure sweet beauty's wreck;</div>
                     <div class="line">You should not blemish it, if I stood by:</div>
                     <div class="line">As all the world is cheered by the sun,</div>
                     <div class="line">So I by that; it is my day, my life.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Black night o'ershade thy day, and death thy life!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Curse not thyself, fair creature thou art both.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">I would I were, to be revenged on thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">It is a quarrel most unnatural,</div>
                     <div class="line">To be revenged on him that loveth you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">It is a quarrel just and reasonable,</div>
                     <div class="line">To be revenged on him that slew my husband.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">He that bereft thee, lady, of thy husband,</div>
                     <div class="line">Did it to help thee to a better husband.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">His better doth not breathe upon the earth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">He lives that loves thee better than he could.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Name him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Plantagenet.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, that was he.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">The selfsame name, but one of better nature.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is he?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Here.</div>
                     <p>She spitteth at him</p>
                     <div class="line">Why dost thou spit at me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Would it were mortal poison, for thy sake!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Never came poison from so sweet a place.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Never hung poison on a fouler toad.</div>
                     <div class="line">Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Would they were basilisks, to strike thee dead!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I would they were, that I might die at once;</div>
                     <div class="line">For now they kill me with a living death.</div>
                     <div class="line">Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shamed their aspect with store of childish drops:</div>
                     <div class="line">These eyes that never shed remorseful tear,</div>
                     <div class="line">No, when my father York and Edward wept,</div>
                     <div class="line">To hear the piteous moan that Rutland made</div>
                     <div class="line">When black-faced Clifford shook his sword at him;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor when thy warlike father, like a child,</div>
                     <div class="line">Told the sad story of my father's death,</div>
                     <div class="line">And twenty times made pause to sob and weep,</div>
                     <div class="line">That all the standers-by had wet their cheeks</div>
                     <div class="line">Like trees bedash'd with rain: in that sad time</div>
                     <div class="line">My manly eyes did scorn an humble tear;</div>
                     <div class="line">And what these sorrows could not thence exhale,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping.</div>
                     <div class="line">I never sued to friend nor enemy;</div>
                     <div class="line">My tongue could never learn sweet smoothing word;</div>
                     <div class="line">But now thy beauty is proposed my fee,</div>
                     <div class="line">My proud heart sues, and prompts my tongue to speak.</div>
                     <p>She looks scornfully at him</p>
                     <div class="line">Teach not thy lips such scorn, for they were made</div>
                     <div class="line">For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.</div>
                     <div class="line">If thy revengeful heart cannot forgive,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lo, here I lend thee this sharp-pointed sword;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which if thou please to hide in this true bosom.</div>
                     <div class="line">And let the soul forth that adoreth thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">I lay it naked to the deadly stroke,</div>
                     <div class="line">And humbly beg the death upon my knee.</div>
                     <p>He lays his breast open: she offers at it with his sword</p>
                     <div class="line">Nay, do not pause; for I did kill King Henry,</div>
                     <div class="line">But 'twas thy beauty that provoked me.</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, now dispatch; 'twas I that stabb'd young Edward,</div>
                     <div class="line">But 'twas thy heavenly face that set me on.</div>
                     <p>Here she lets fall the sword</p>
                     <div class="line">Take up the sword again, or take up me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Arise, dissembler: though I wish thy death,</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not be the executioner.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Then bid me kill myself, and I will do it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">I have already.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Tush, that was in thy rage:</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak it again, and, even with the word,</div>
                     <div class="line">That hand, which, for thy love, did kill thy love,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall, for thy love, kill a far truer love;</div>
                     <div class="line">To both their deaths thou shalt be accessary.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">I would I knew thy heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis figured in my tongue.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">I fear me both are false.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Then never man was true.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, well, put up your sword.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Say, then, my peace is made.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">That shall you know hereafter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">But shall I live in hope?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">All men, I hope, live so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Vouchsafe to wear this ring.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">To take is not to give.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Look, how this ring encompasseth finger.</div>
                     <div class="line">Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart;</div>
                     <div class="line">Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.</div>
                     <div class="line">And if thy poor devoted suppliant may</div>
                     <div class="line">But beg one favour at thy gracious hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">What is it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">That it would please thee leave these sad designs</div>
                     <div class="line">To him that hath more cause to be a mourner,</div>
                     <div class="line">And presently repair to Crosby Place;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where, after I have solemnly interr'd</div>
                     <div class="line">At Chertsey monastery this noble king,</div>
                     <div class="line">And wet his grave with my repentant tears,</div>
                     <div class="line">I will with all expedient duty see you:</div>
                     <div class="line">For divers unknown reasons. I beseech you,</div>
                     <div class="line">Grant me this boon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">With all my heart; and much it joys me too,</div>
                     <div class="line">To see you are become so penitent.</div>
                     <div class="line">Tressel and Berkeley, go along with me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Bid me farewell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis more than you deserve;</div>
                     <div class="line">But since you teach me how to flatter you,</div>
                     <div class="line">Imagine I have said farewell already.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt LADY ANNE, TRESSEL, and BERKELEY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirs, take up the corse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GENTLEMEN</div>
                     <div class="line">Towards Chertsey, noble lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">No, to White-Friars; there attend my coining.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER</p>
                     <div class="line">Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?</div>
                     <div class="line">Was ever woman in this humour won?</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll have her; but I will not keep her long.</div>
                     <div class="line">What! I, that kill'd her husband and his father,</div>
                     <div class="line">To take her in her heart's extremest hate,</div>
                     <div class="line">With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">The bleeding witness of her hatred by;</div>
                     <div class="line">Having God, her conscience, and these bars</div>
                     <div class="line">against me,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I nothing to back my suit at all,</div>
                     <div class="line">But the plain devil and dissembling looks,</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet to win her, all the world to nothing!</div>
                     <div class="line">Ha!</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath she forgot already that brave prince,</div>
                     <div class="line">Edward, her lord, whom I, some three months since,</div>
                     <div class="line">Stabb'd in my angry mood at Tewksbury?</div>
                     <div class="line">A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman,</div>
                     <div class="line">Framed in the prodigality of nature,</div>
                     <div class="line">Young, valiant, wise, and, no doubt, right royal,</div>
                     <div class="line">The spacious world cannot again afford</div>
                     <div class="line">And will she yet debase her eyes on me,</div>
                     <div class="line">That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince,</div>
                     <div class="line">And made her widow to a woful bed?</div>
                     <div class="line">On me, whose all not equals Edward's moiety?</div>
                     <div class="line">On me, that halt and am unshapen thus?</div>
                     <div class="line">My dukedom to a beggarly denier,</div>
                     <div class="line">I do mistake my person all this while:</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon my life, she finds, although I cannot,</div>
                     <div class="line">Myself to be a marvellous proper man.</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll be at charges for a looking-glass,</div>
                     <div class="line">And entertain some score or two of tailors,</div>
                     <div class="line">To study fashions to adorn my body:</div>
                     <div class="line">Since I am crept in favour with myself,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will maintain it with some little cost.</div>
                     <div class="line">But first I'll turn yon fellow in his grave;</div>
                     <div class="line">And then return lamenting to my love.</div>
                     <div class="line">Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I may see my shadow as I pass.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, RIVERS, and GREY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">Have patience, madam: there's no doubt his majesty</div>
                     <div class="line">Will soon recover his accustom'd health.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                     <div class="line">In that you brook it in, it makes him worse:</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, for God's sake, entertain good comfort,</div>
                     <div class="line">And cheer his grace with quick and merry words.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">If he were dead, what would betide of me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">No other harm but loss of such a lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">The loss of such a lord includes all harm.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                     <div class="line">The heavens have bless'd you with a goodly son,</div>
                     <div class="line">To be your comforter when he is gone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Oh, he is young and his minority</div>
                     <div class="line">Is put unto the trust of Richard Gloucester,</div>
                     <div class="line">A man that loves not me, nor none of you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">Is it concluded that he shall be protector?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">It is determined, not concluded yet:</div>
                     <div class="line">But so it must be, if the king miscarry.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter BUCKINGHAM and DERBY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                     <div class="line">Here come the lords of Buckingham and Derby.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Good time of day unto your royal grace!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">God make your majesty joyful as you have been!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">The Countess Richmond, good my Lord of Derby.</div>
                     <div class="line">To your good prayers will scarcely say amen.</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet, Derby, notwithstanding she's your wife,</div>
                     <div class="line">And loves not me, be you, good lord, assured</div>
                     <div class="line">I hate not you for her proud arrogance.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">I do beseech you, either not believe</div>
                     <div class="line">The envious slanders of her false accusers;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or, if she be accused in true report,</div>
                     <div class="line">Bear with her weakness, which, I think proceeds</div>
                     <div class="line">From wayward sickness, and no grounded malice.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">Saw you the king to-day, my Lord of Derby?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">But now the Duke of Buckingham and I</div>
                     <div class="line">Are come from visiting his majesty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What likelihood of his amendment, lords?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, good hope; his grace speaks cheerfully.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">God grant him health! Did you confer with him?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, we did: he desires to make atonement</div>
                     <div class="line">Betwixt the Duke of Gloucester and your brothers,</div>
                     <div class="line">And betwixt them and my lord chamberlain;</div>
                     <div class="line">And sent to warn them to his royal presence.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Would all were well! but that will never be</div>
                     <div class="line">I fear our happiness is at the highest.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, and DORSET</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">They do me wrong, and I will not endure it:</div>
                     <div class="line">Who are they that complain unto the king,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I, forsooth, am stern, and love them not?</div>
                     <div class="line">By holy Paul, they love his grace but lightly</div>
                     <div class="line">That fill his ears with such dissentious rumours.</div>
                     <div class="line">Because I cannot flatter and speak fair,</div>
                     <div class="line">Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive and cog,</div>
                     <div class="line">Duck with French nods and apish courtesy,</div>
                     <div class="line">I must be held a rancorous enemy.</div>
                     <div class="line">Cannot a plain man live and think no harm,</div>
                     <div class="line">But thus his simple truth must be abused</div>
                     <div class="line">By silken, sly, insinuating Jacks?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">To whom in all this presence speaks your grace?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">To thee, that hast nor honesty nor grace.</div>
                     <div class="line">When have I injured thee? when done thee wrong?</div>
                     <div class="line">Or thee? or thee? or any of your faction?</div>
                     <div class="line">A plague upon you all! His royal person,--</div>
                     <div class="line">Whom God preserve better than you would wish!--</div>
                     <div class="line">Cannot be quiet scarce a breathing-while,</div>
                     <div class="line">But you must trouble him with lewd complaints.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Brother of Gloucester, you mistake the matter.</div>
                     <div class="line">The king, of his own royal disposition,</div>
                     <div class="line">And not provoked by any suitor else;</div>
                     <div class="line">Aiming, belike, at your interior hatred,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which in your outward actions shows itself</div>
                     <div class="line">Against my kindred, brothers, and myself,</div>
                     <div class="line">Makes him to send; that thereby he may gather</div>
                     <div class="line">The ground of your ill-will, and so remove it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot tell: the world is grown so bad,</div>
                     <div class="line">That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch:</div>
                     <div class="line">Since every Jack became a gentleman</div>
                     <div class="line">There's many a gentle person made a Jack.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come, we know your meaning, brother</div>
                     <div class="line">Gloucester;</div>
                     <div class="line">You envy my advancement and my friends':</div>
                     <div class="line">God grant we never may have need of you!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Meantime, God grants that we have need of you:</div>
                     <div class="line">Your brother is imprison'd by your means,</div>
                     <div class="line">Myself disgraced, and the nobility</div>
                     <div class="line">Held in contempt; whilst many fair promotions</div>
                     <div class="line">Are daily given to ennoble those</div>
                     <div class="line">That scarce, some two days since, were worth a noble.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">By Him that raised me to this careful height</div>
                     <div class="line">From that contented hap which I enjoy'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">I never did incense his majesty</div>
                     <div class="line">Against the Duke of Clarence, but have been</div>
                     <div class="line">An earnest advocate to plead for him.</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, you do me shameful injury,</div>
                     <div class="line">Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">You may deny that you were not the cause</div>
                     <div class="line">Of my Lord Hastings' late imprisonment.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">She may, my lord, for--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">She may, Lord Rivers! why, who knows not so?</div>
                     <div class="line">She may do more, sir, than denying that:</div>
                     <div class="line">She may help you to many fair preferments,</div>
                     <div class="line">And then deny her aiding hand therein,</div>
                     <div class="line">And lay those honours on your high deserts.</div>
                     <div class="line">What may she not? She may, yea, marry, may she--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">What, marry, may she?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">What, marry, may she! marry with a king,</div>
                     <div class="line">A bachelor, a handsome stripling too:</div>
                     <div class="line">I wis your grandam had a worser match.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Gloucester, I have too long borne</div>
                     <div class="line">Your blunt upbraidings and your bitter scoffs:</div>
                     <div class="line">By heaven, I will acquaint his majesty</div>
                     <div class="line">With those gross taunts I often have endured.</div>
                     <div class="line">I had rather be a country servant-maid</div>
                     <div class="line">Than a great queen, with this condition,</div>
                     <div class="line">To be thus taunted, scorn'd, and baited at:</div>
                     <p>Enter QUEEN MARGARET, behind</p>
                     <div class="line">Small joy have I in being England's queen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">And lessen'd be that small, God, I beseech thee!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy honour, state and seat is due to me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">What! threat you me with telling of the king?</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell him, and spare not: look, what I have said</div>
                     <div class="line">I will avouch in presence of the king:</div>
                     <div class="line">I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower.</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis time to speak; my pains are quite forgot.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Out, devil! I remember them too well:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou slewest my husband Henry in the Tower,</div>
                     <div class="line">And Edward, my poor son, at Tewksbury.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere you were queen, yea, or your husband king,</div>
                     <div class="line">I was a pack-horse in his great affairs;</div>
                     <div class="line">A weeder-out of his proud adversaries,</div>
                     <div class="line">A liberal rewarder of his friends:</div>
                     <div class="line">To royalize his blood I spilt mine own.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, and much better blood than his or thine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">In all which time you and your husband Grey</div>
                     <div class="line">Were factious for the house of Lancaster;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, Rivers, so were you. Was not your husband</div>
                     <div class="line">In Margaret's battle at Saint Alban's slain?</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me put in your minds, if you forget,</div>
                     <div class="line">What you have been ere now, and what you are;</div>
                     <div class="line">Withal, what I have been, and what I am.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">A murderous villain, and so still thou art.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Poor Clarence did forsake his father, Warwick;</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, and forswore himself,--which Jesu pardon!--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Which God revenge!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">To fight on Edward's party for the crown;</div>
                     <div class="line">And for his meed, poor lord, he is mew'd up.</div>
                     <div class="line">I would to God my heart were flint, like Edward's;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or Edward's soft and pitiful, like mine</div>
                     <div class="line">I am too childish-foolish for this world.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Hie thee to hell for shame, and leave the world,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou cacodemon! there thy kingdom is.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Gloucester, in those busy days</div>
                     <div class="line">Which here you urge to prove us enemies,</div>
                     <div class="line">We follow'd then our lord, our lawful king:</div>
                     <div class="line">So should we you, if you should be our king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">If I should be! I had rather be a pedlar:</div>
                     <div class="line">Far be it from my heart, the thought of it!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">As little joy, my lord, as you suppose</div>
                     <div class="line">You should enjoy, were you this country's king,</div>
                     <div class="line">As little joy may you suppose in me.</div>
                     <div class="line">That I enjoy, being the queen thereof.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">A little joy enjoys the queen thereof;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I am she, and altogether joyless.</div>
                     <div class="line">I can no longer hold me patient.</div>
                     <p>Advancing</p>
                     <div class="line">Hear me, you wrangling pirates, that fall out</div>
                     <div class="line">In sharing that which you have pill'd from me!</div>
                     <div class="line">Which of you trembles not that looks on me?</div>
                     <div class="line">If not, that, I being queen, you bow like subjects,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet that, by you deposed, you quake like rebels?</div>
                     <div class="line">O gentle villain, do not turn away!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Foul wrinkled witch, what makest thou in my sight?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">But repetition of what thou hast marr'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">That will I make before I let thee go.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Wert thou not banished on pain of death?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">I was; but I do find more pain in banishment</div>
                     <div class="line">Than death can yield me here by my abode.</div>
                     <div class="line">A husband and a son thou owest to me;</div>
                     <div class="line">And thou a kingdom; all of you allegiance:</div>
                     <div class="line">The sorrow that I have, by right is yours,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all the pleasures you usurp are mine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">The curse my noble father laid on thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">When thou didst crown his warlike brows with paper</div>
                     <div class="line">And with thy scorns drew'st rivers from his eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">And then, to dry them, gavest the duke a clout</div>
                     <div class="line">Steep'd in the faultless blood of pretty Rutland--</div>
                     <div class="line">His curses, then from bitterness of soul</div>
                     <div class="line">Denounced against thee, are all fall'n upon thee;</div>
                     <div class="line">And God, not we, hath plagued thy bloody deed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">So just is God, to right the innocent.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">O, 'twas the foulest deed to slay that babe,</div>
                     <div class="line">And the most merciless that e'er was heard of!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DORSET</div>
                     <div class="line">No man but prophesied revenge for it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Northumberland, then present, wept to see it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">What were you snarling all before I came,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ready to catch each other by the throat,</div>
                     <div class="line">And turn you all your hatred now on me?</div>
                     <div class="line">Did York's dread curse prevail so much with heaven?</div>
                     <div class="line">That Henry's death, my lovely Edward's death,</div>
                     <div class="line">Their kingdom's loss, my woful banishment,</div>
                     <div class="line">Could all but answer for that peevish brat?</div>
                     <div class="line">Can curses pierce the clouds and enter heaven?</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then, give way, dull clouds, to my quick curses!</div>
                     <div class="line">If not by war, by surfeit die your king,</div>
                     <div class="line">As ours by murder, to make him a king!</div>
                     <div class="line">Edward thy son, which now is Prince of Wales,</div>
                     <div class="line">For Edward my son, which was Prince of Wales,</div>
                     <div class="line">Die in his youth by like untimely violence!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thyself a queen, for me that was a queen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Outlive thy glory, like my wretched self!</div>
                     <div class="line">Long mayst thou live to wail thy children's loss;</div>
                     <div class="line">And see another, as I see thee now,</div>
                     <div class="line">Deck'd in thy rights, as thou art stall'd in mine!</div>
                     <div class="line">Long die thy happy days before thy death;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, after many lengthen'd hours of grief,</div>
                     <div class="line">Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen!</div>
                     <div class="line">Rivers and Dorset, you were standers by,</div>
                     <div class="line">And so wast thou, Lord Hastings, when my son</div>
                     <div class="line">Was stabb'd with bloody daggers: God, I pray him,</div>
                     <div class="line">That none of you may live your natural age,</div>
                     <div class="line">But by some unlook'd accident cut off!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Have done thy charm, thou hateful wither'd hag!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">And leave out thee? stay, dog, for thou shalt hear me.</div>
                     <div class="line">If heaven have any grievous plague in store</div>
                     <div class="line">Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">O, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe,</div>
                     <div class="line">And then hurl down their indignation</div>
                     <div class="line">On thee, the troubler of the poor world's peace!</div>
                     <div class="line">The worm of conscience still begnaw thy soul!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou livest,</div>
                     <div class="line">And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends!</div>
                     <div class="line">No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless it be whilst some tormenting dream</div>
                     <div class="line">Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou elvish-mark'd, abortive, rooting hog!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou that wast seal'd in thy nativity</div>
                     <div class="line">The slave of nature and the son of hell!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou slander of thy mother's heavy womb!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou loathed issue of thy father's loins!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou rag of honour! thou detested--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Margaret.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Richard!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Ha!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">I call thee not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I cry thee mercy then, for I had thought</div>
                     <div class="line">That thou hadst call'd me all these bitter names.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, so I did; but look'd for no reply.</div>
                     <div class="line">O, let me make the period to my curse!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis done by me, and ends in 'Margaret.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus have you breathed your curse against yourself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Poor painted queen, vain flourish of my fortune!</div>
                     <div class="line">Why strew'st thou sugar on that bottled spider,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about?</div>
                     <div class="line">Fool, fool! thou whet'st a knife to kill thyself.</div>
                     <div class="line">The time will come when thou shalt wish for me</div>
                     <div class="line">To help thee curse that poisonous bunchback'd toad.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">False-boding woman, end thy frantic curse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lest to thy harm thou move our patience.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Foul shame upon you! you have all moved mine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">Were you well served, you would be taught your duty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">To serve me well, you all should do me duty,</div>
                     <div class="line">Teach me to be your queen, and you my subjects:</div>
                     <div class="line">O, serve me well, and teach yourselves that duty!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DORSET</div>
                     <div class="line">Dispute not with her; she is lunatic.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace, master marquess, you are malapert:</div>
                     <div class="line">Your fire-new stamp of honour is scarce current.</div>
                     <div class="line">O, that your young nobility could judge</div>
                     <div class="line">What 'twere to lose it, and be miserable!</div>
                     <div class="line">They that stand high have many blasts to shake them;</div>
                     <div class="line">And if they fall, they dash themselves to pieces.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Good counsel, marry: learn it, learn it, marquess.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DORSET</div>
                     <div class="line">It toucheth you, my lord, as much as me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, and much more: but I was born so high,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our aery buildeth in the cedar's top,</div>
                     <div class="line">And dallies with the wind and scorns the sun.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">And turns the sun to shade; alas! alas!</div>
                     <div class="line">Witness my son, now in the shade of death;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose bright out-shining beams thy cloudy wrath</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath in eternal darkness folded up.</div>
                     <div class="line">Your aery buildeth in our aery's nest.</div>
                     <div class="line">O God, that seest it, do not suffer it!</div>
                     <div class="line">As it was won with blood, lost be it so!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Have done! for shame, if not for charity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Urge neither charity nor shame to me:</div>
                     <div class="line">Uncharitably with me have you dealt,</div>
                     <div class="line">And shamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd.</div>
                     <div class="line">My charity is outrage, life my shame</div>
                     <div class="line">And in that shame still live my sorrow's rage.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Have done, have done.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">O princely Buckingham I'll kiss thy hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">In sign of league and amity with thee:</div>
                     <div class="line">Now fair befal thee and thy noble house!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy garments are not spotted with our blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor thou within the compass of my curse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor no one here; for curses never pass</div>
                     <div class="line">The lips of those that breathe them in the air.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll not believe but they ascend the sky,</div>
                     <div class="line">And there awake God's gentle-sleeping peace.</div>
                     <div class="line">O Buckingham, take heed of yonder dog!</div>
                     <div class="line">Look, when he fawns, he bites; and when he bites,</div>
                     <div class="line">His venom tooth will rankle to the death:</div>
                     <div class="line">Have not to do with him, beware of him;</div>
                     <div class="line">Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all their ministers attend on him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">What doth she say, my Lord of Buckingham?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing that I respect, my gracious lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">What, dost thou scorn me for my gentle counsel?</div>
                     <div class="line">And soothe the devil that I warn thee from?</div>
                     <div class="line">O, but remember this another day,</div>
                     <div class="line">When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow,</div>
                     <div class="line">And say poor Margaret was a prophetess!</div>
                     <div class="line">Live each of you the subjects to his hate,</div>
                     <div class="line">And he to yours, and all of you to God's!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">My hair doth stand on end to hear her curses.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">And so doth mine: I muse why she's at liberty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot blame her: by God's holy mother,</div>
                     <div class="line">She hath had too much wrong; and I repent</div>
                     <div class="line">My part thereof that I have done to her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I never did her any, to my knowledge.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">But you have all the vantage of her wrong.</div>
                     <div class="line">I was too hot to do somebody good,</div>
                     <div class="line">That is too cold in thinking of it now.</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, as for Clarence, he is well repaid,</div>
                     <div class="line">He is frank'd up to fatting for his pains</div>
                     <div class="line">God pardon them that are the cause of it!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">A virtuous and a Christian-like conclusion,</div>
                     <div class="line">To pray for them that have done scathe to us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">So do I ever:</div>
                     <p>Aside</p>
                     <div class="line">being well-advised.</div>
                     <div class="line">For had I cursed now, I had cursed myself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter CATESBY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, his majesty doth call for you,</div>
                     <div class="line">And for your grace; and you, my noble lords.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Catesby, we come. Lords, will you go with us?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, we will attend your grace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl.</div>
                     <div class="line">The secret mischiefs that I set abroach</div>
                     <div class="line">I lay unto the grievous charge of others.</div>
                     <div class="line">Clarence, whom I, indeed, have laid in darkness,</div>
                     <div class="line">I do beweep to many simple gulls</div>
                     <div class="line">Namely, to Hastings, Derby, Buckingham;</div>
                     <div class="line">And say it is the queen and her allies</div>
                     <div class="line">That stir the king against the duke my brother.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, they believe it; and withal whet me</div>
                     <div class="line">To be revenged on Rivers, Vaughan, Grey:</div>
                     <div class="line">But then I sigh; and, with a piece of scripture,</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell them that God bids us do good for evil:</div>
                     <div class="line">And thus I clothe my naked villany</div>
                     <div class="line">With old odd ends stolen out of holy writ;</div>
                     <div class="line">And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.</div>
                     <p>Enter two Murderers</p>
                     <div class="line">But, soft! here come my executioners.</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, my hardy, stout resolved mates!</div>
                     <div class="line">Are you now going to dispatch this deed?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">We are, my lord; and come to have the warrant</div>
                     <div class="line">That we may be admitted where he is.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Well thought upon; I have it here about me.</div>
                     <p>Gives the warrant</p>
                     <div class="line">When you have done, repair to Crosby Place.</div>
                     <div class="line">But, sirs, be sudden in the execution,</div>
                     <div class="line">Withal obdurate, do not hear him plead;</div>
                     <div class="line">For Clarence is well-spoken, and perhaps</div>
                     <div class="line">May move your hearts to pity if you mark him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Tush!</div>
                     <div class="line">Fear not, my lord, we will not stand to prate;</div>
                     <div class="line">Talkers are no good doers: be assured</div>
                     <div class="line">We come to use our hands and not our tongues.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Your eyes drop millstones, when fools' eyes drop tears:</div>
                     <div class="line">I like you, lads; about your business straight;</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, go, dispatch.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">We will, my noble lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  London. The Tower.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter CLARENCE and BRAKENBURY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why looks your grace so heavily today?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">O, I have pass'd a miserable night,</div>
                     <div class="line">So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams,</div>
                     <div class="line">That, as I am a Christian faithful man,</div>
                     <div class="line">I would not spend another such a night,</div>
                     <div class="line">Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days,</div>
                     <div class="line">So full of dismal terror was the time!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">What was your dream? I long to hear you tell it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Methoughts that I had broken from the Tower,</div>
                     <div class="line">And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, in my company, my brother Gloucester;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who from my cabin tempted me to walk</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the hatches: thence we looked toward England,</div>
                     <div class="line">And cited up a thousand fearful times,</div>
                     <div class="line">During the wars of York and Lancaster</div>
                     <div class="line">That had befall'n us. As we paced along</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the giddy footing of the hatches,</div>
                     <div class="line">Methought that Gloucester stumbled; and, in falling,</div>
                     <div class="line">Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard,</div>
                     <div class="line">Into the tumbling billows of the main.</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord, Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown!</div>
                     <div class="line">What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears!</div>
                     <div class="line">What ugly sights of death within mine eyes!</div>
                     <div class="line">Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks;</div>
                     <div class="line">Ten thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon;</div>
                     <div class="line">Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl,</div>
                     <div class="line">Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels,</div>
                     <div class="line">All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea:</div>
                     <div class="line">Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes</div>
                     <div class="line">Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept,</div>
                     <div class="line">As 'twere in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep,</div>
                     <div class="line">And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">Had you such leisure in the time of death</div>
                     <div class="line">To gaze upon the secrets of the deep?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Methought I had; and often did I strive</div>
                     <div class="line">To yield the ghost: but still the envious flood</div>
                     <div class="line">Kept in my soul, and would not let it forth</div>
                     <div class="line">To seek the empty, vast and wandering air;</div>
                     <div class="line">But smother'd it within my panting bulk,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which almost burst to belch it in the sea.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">Awaked you not with this sore agony?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">O, no, my dream was lengthen'd after life;</div>
                     <div class="line">O, then began the tempest to my soul,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood,</div>
                     <div class="line">With that grim ferryman which poets write of,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto the kingdom of perpetual night.</div>
                     <div class="line">The first that there did greet my stranger soul,</div>
                     <div class="line">Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who cried aloud, 'What scourge for perjury</div>
                     <div class="line">Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence?'</div>
                     <div class="line">And so he vanish'd: then came wandering by</div>
                     <div class="line">A shadow like an angel, with bright hair</div>
                     <div class="line">Dabbled in blood; and he squeak'd out aloud,</div>
                     <div class="line">'Clarence is come; false, fleeting, perjured Clarence,</div>
                     <div class="line">That stabb'd me in the field by Tewksbury;</div>
                     <div class="line">Seize on him, Furies, take him to your torments!'</div>
                     <div class="line">With that, methoughts, a legion of foul fiends</div>
                     <div class="line">Environ'd me about, and howled in mine ears</div>
                     <div class="line">Such hideous cries, that with the very noise</div>
                     <div class="line">I trembling waked, and for a season after</div>
                     <div class="line">Could not believe but that I was in hell,</div>
                     <div class="line">Such terrible impression made the dream.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">No marvel, my lord, though it affrighted you;</div>
                     <div class="line">I promise, I am afraid to hear you tell it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">O Brakenbury, I have done those things,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which now bear evidence against my soul,</div>
                     <div class="line">For Edward's sake; and see how he requites me!</div>
                     <div class="line">O God! if my deep prayers cannot appease thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">But thou wilt be avenged on my misdeeds,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet execute thy wrath in me alone,</div>
                     <div class="line">O, spare my guiltless wife and my poor children!</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee, gentle keeper, stay by me;</div>
                     <div class="line">My soul is heavy, and I fain would sleep.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">I will, my lord: God give your grace good rest!</div>
                     <p>CLARENCE sleeps</p>
                     <div class="line">Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours,</div>
                     <div class="line">Makes the night morning, and the noon-tide night.</div>
                     <div class="line">Princes have but their tides for their glories,</div>
                     <div class="line">An outward honour for an inward toil;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, for unfelt imagination,</div>
                     <div class="line">They often feel a world of restless cares:</div>
                     <div class="line">So that, betwixt their tides and low names,</div>
                     <div class="line">There's nothing differs but the outward fame.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the two Murderers</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Ho! who's here?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">In God's name what are you, and how came you hither?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">I would speak with Clarence, and I came hither on my legs.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, are you so brief?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">O sir, it is better to be brief than tedious. Show</div>
                     <div class="line">him our commission; talk no more.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>BRAKENBURY reads it</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">I am, in this, commanded to deliver</div>
                     <div class="line">The noble Duke of Clarence to your hands:</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not reason what is meant hereby,</div>
                     <div class="line">Because I will be guiltless of the meaning.</div>
                     <div class="line">Here are the keys, there sits the duke asleep:</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll to the king; and signify to him</div>
                     <div class="line">That thus I have resign'd my charge to you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Do so, it is a point of wisdom: fare you well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit BRAKENBURY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">What, shall we stab him as he sleeps?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">No; then he will say 'twas done cowardly, when he wakes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">When he wakes! why, fool, he shall never wake till</div>
                     <div class="line">the judgment-day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then he will say we stabbed him sleeping.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">The urging of that word 'judgment' hath bred a kind</div>
                     <div class="line">of remorse in me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">What, art thou afraid?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Not to kill him, having a warrant for it; but to be</div>
                     <div class="line">damned for killing him, from which no warrant can defend us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">I thought thou hadst been resolute.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">So I am, to let him live.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Back to the Duke of Gloucester, tell him so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee, stay a while: I hope my holy humour</div>
                     <div class="line">will change; 'twas wont to hold me but while one</div>
                     <div class="line">would tell twenty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">How dost thou feel thyself now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">'Faith, some certain dregs of conscience are yet</div>
                     <div class="line">within me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Remember our reward, when the deed is done.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">'Zounds, he dies: I had forgot the reward.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is thy conscience now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">In the Duke of Gloucester's purse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">So when he opens his purse to give us our reward,</div>
                     <div class="line">thy conscience flies out.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Let it go; there's few or none will entertain it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">How if it come to thee again?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll not meddle with it: it is a dangerous thing: it</div>
                     <div class="line">makes a man a coward: a man cannot steal, but it</div>
                     <div class="line">accuseth him; he cannot swear, but it cheques him;</div>
                     <div class="line">he cannot lie with his neighbour's wife, but it</div>
                     <div class="line">detects him: 'tis a blushing shamefast spirit that</div>
                     <div class="line">mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of</div>
                     <div class="line">obstacles: it made me once restore a purse of gold</div>
                     <div class="line">that I found; it beggars any man that keeps it: it</div>
                     <div class="line">is turned out of all towns and cities for a</div>
                     <div class="line">dangerous thing; and every man that means to live</div>
                     <div class="line">well endeavours to trust to himself and to live</div>
                     <div class="line">without it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">'Zounds, it is even now at my elbow, persuading me</div>
                     <div class="line">not to kill the duke.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Take the devil in thy mind, and relieve him not: he</div>
                     <div class="line">would insinuate with thee but to make thee sigh.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Tut, I am strong-framed, he cannot prevail with me,</div>
                     <div class="line">I warrant thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Spoke like a tail fellow that respects his</div>
                     <div class="line">reputation. Come, shall we to this gear?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Take him over the costard with the hilts of thy</div>
                     <div class="line">sword, and then we will chop him in the malmsey-butt</div>
                     <div class="line">in the next room.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">O excellent devise! make a sop of him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Hark! he stirs: shall I strike?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">No, first let's reason with him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Where art thou, keeper? give me a cup of wine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">You shall have wine enough, my lord, anon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">In God's name, what art thou?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">A man, as you are.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">But not, as I am, royal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor you, as we are, loyal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy voice is thunder, but thy looks are humble.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">My voice is now the king's, my looks mine own.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">How darkly and how deadly dost thou speak!</div>
                     <div class="line">Your eyes do menace me: why look you pale?</div>
                     <div class="line">Who sent you hither? Wherefore do you come?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Both</div>
                     <div class="line">To, to, to--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">To murder me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Both</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, ay.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">You scarcely have the hearts to tell me so,</div>
                     <div class="line">And therefore cannot have the hearts to do it.</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherein, my friends, have I offended you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Offended us you have not, but the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall be reconciled to him again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Never, my lord; therefore prepare to die.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Are you call'd forth from out a world of men</div>
                     <div class="line">To slay the innocent? What is my offence?</div>
                     <div class="line">Where are the evidence that do accuse me?</div>
                     <div class="line">What lawful quest have given their verdict up</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto the frowning judge? or who pronounced</div>
                     <div class="line">The bitter sentence of poor Clarence' death?</div>
                     <div class="line">Before I be convict by course of law,</div>
                     <div class="line">To threaten me with death is most unlawful.</div>
                     <div class="line">I charge you, as you hope to have redemption</div>
                     <div class="line">By Christ's dear blood shed for our grievous sins,</div>
                     <div class="line">That you depart and lay no hands on me</div>
                     <div class="line">The deed you undertake is damnable.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">What we will do, we do upon command.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">And he that hath commanded is the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Erroneous vassal! the great King of kings</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath in the tables of his law commanded</div>
                     <div class="line">That thou shalt do no murder: and wilt thou, then,</div>
                     <div class="line">Spurn at his edict and fulfil a man's?</div>
                     <div class="line">Take heed; for he holds vengeance in his hands,</div>
                     <div class="line">To hurl upon their heads that break his law.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">And that same vengeance doth he hurl on thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">For false forswearing and for murder too:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou didst receive the holy sacrament,</div>
                     <div class="line">To fight in quarrel of the house of Lancaster.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">And, like a traitor to the name of God,</div>
                     <div class="line">Didst break that vow; and with thy treacherous blade</div>
                     <div class="line">Unrip'dst the bowels of thy sovereign's son.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Whom thou wert sworn to cherish and defend.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">How canst thou urge God's dreadful law to us,</div>
                     <div class="line">When thou hast broke it in so dear degree?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas! for whose sake did I that ill deed?</div>
                     <div class="line">For Edward, for my brother, for his sake: Why, sirs,</div>
                     <div class="line">He sends ye not to murder me for this</div>
                     <div class="line">For in this sin he is as deep as I.</div>
                     <div class="line">If God will be revenged for this deed.</div>
                     <div class="line">O, know you yet, he doth it publicly,</div>
                     <div class="line">Take not the quarrel from his powerful arm;</div>
                     <div class="line">He needs no indirect nor lawless course</div>
                     <div class="line">To cut off those that have offended him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Who made thee, then, a bloody minister,</div>
                     <div class="line">When gallant-springing brave Plantagenet,</div>
                     <div class="line">That princely novice, was struck dead by thee?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">My brother's love, the devil, and my rage.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy brother's love, our duty, and thy fault,</div>
                     <div class="line">Provoke us hither now to slaughter thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Oh, if you love my brother, hate not me;</div>
                     <div class="line">I am his brother, and I love him well.</div>
                     <div class="line">If you be hired for meed, go back again,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I will send you to my brother Gloucester,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who shall reward you better for my life</div>
                     <div class="line">Than Edward will for tidings of my death.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">You are deceived, your brother Gloucester hates you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">O, no, he loves me, and he holds me dear:</div>
                     <div class="line">Go you to him from me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Both</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, so we will.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell him, when that our princely father York</div>
                     <div class="line">Bless'd his three sons with his victorious arm,</div>
                     <div class="line">And charged us from his soul to love each other,</div>
                     <div class="line">He little thought of this divided friendship:</div>
                     <div class="line">Bid Gloucester think of this, and he will weep.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, millstones; as be lesson'd us to weep.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">O, do not slander him, for he is kind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Right,</div>
                     <div class="line">As snow in harvest. Thou deceivest thyself:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis he that sent us hither now to slaughter thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">It cannot be; for when I parted with him,</div>
                     <div class="line">He hugg'd me in his arms, and swore, with sobs,</div>
                     <div class="line">That he would labour my delivery.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, so he doth, now he delivers thee</div>
                     <div class="line">From this world's thraldom to the joys of heaven.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Make peace with God, for you must die, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Hast thou that holy feeling in thy soul,</div>
                     <div class="line">To counsel me to make my peace with God,</div>
                     <div class="line">And art thou yet to thy own soul so blind,</div>
                     <div class="line">That thou wilt war with God by murdering me?</div>
                     <div class="line">Ah, sirs, consider, he that set you on</div>
                     <div class="line">To do this deed will hate you for the deed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">What shall we do?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Relent, and save your souls.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Relent! 'tis cowardly and womanish.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Not to relent is beastly, savage, devilish.</div>
                     <div class="line">Which of you, if you were a prince's son,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being pent from liberty, as I am now,</div>
                     <div class="line">if two such murderers as yourselves came to you,</div>
                     <div class="line">Would not entreat for life?</div>
                     <div class="line">My friend, I spy some pity in thy looks:</div>
                     <div class="line">O, if thine eye be not a flatterer,</div>
                     <div class="line">Come thou on my side, and entreat for me,</div>
                     <div class="line">As you would beg, were you in my distress</div>
                     <div class="line">A begging prince what beggar pities not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Look behind you, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">Take that, and that: if all this will not do,</div>
                     <p>Stabs him</p>
                     <div class="line">I'll drown you in the malmsey-butt within.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit, with the body</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">A bloody deed, and desperately dispatch'd!</div>
                     <div class="line">How fain, like Pilate, would I wash my hands</div>
                     <div class="line">Of this most grievous guilty murder done!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter First Murderer</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">How now! what mean'st thou, that thou help'st me not?</div>
                     <div class="line">By heavens, the duke shall know how slack thou art!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">I would he knew that I had saved his brother!</div>
                     <div class="line">Take thou the fee, and tell him what I say;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I repent me that the duke is slain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Murderer</div>
                     <div class="line">So do not I: go, coward as thou art.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now must I hide his body in some hole,</div>
                     <div class="line">Until the duke take order for his burial:</div>
                     <div class="line">And when I have my meed, I must away;</div>
                     <div class="line">For this will out, and here I must not stay.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.4">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 2. ACT II</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  London. The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  London. A street.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE IV.  London. The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  London. The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV sick, QUEEN
ELIZABETH, DORSET, RIVERS, HASTINGS, BUCKINGHAM,
GREY, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING EDWARD IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, so: now have I done a good day's work:</div>
                     <div class="line">You peers, continue this united league:</div>
                     <div class="line">I every day expect an embassage</div>
                     <div class="line">From my Redeemer to redeem me hence;</div>
                     <div class="line">And now in peace my soul shall part to heaven,</div>
                     <div class="line">Since I have set my friends at peace on earth.</div>
                     <div class="line">Rivers and Hastings, take each other's hand;</div>
                     <div class="line">Dissemble not your hatred, swear your love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">By heaven, my heart is purged from grudging hate:</div>
                     <div class="line">And with my hand I seal my true heart's love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">So thrive I, as I truly swear the like!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING EDWARD IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Take heed you dally not before your king;</div>
                     <div class="line">Lest he that is the supreme King of kings</div>
                     <div class="line">Confound your hidden falsehood, and award</div>
                     <div class="line">Either of you to be the other's end.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">So prosper I, as I swear perfect love!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">And I, as I love Hastings with my heart!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING EDWARD IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, yourself are not exempt in this,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor your son Dorset, Buckingham, nor you;</div>
                     <div class="line">You have been factious one against the other,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wife, love Lord Hastings, let him kiss your hand;</div>
                     <div class="line">And what you do, do it unfeignedly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, Hastings; I will never more remember</div>
                     <div class="line">Our former hatred, so thrive I and mine!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING EDWARD IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Dorset, embrace him; Hastings, love lord marquess.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DORSET</div>
                     <div class="line">This interchange of love, I here protest,</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon my part shall be unviolable.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">And so swear I, my lord</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>They embrace</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING EDWARD IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, princely Buckingham, seal thou this league</div>
                     <div class="line">With thy embracements to my wife's allies,</div>
                     <div class="line">And make me happy in your unity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate</div>
                     <div class="line">On you or yours,</div>
                     <p>To the Queen</p>
                     <div class="line">but with all duteous love</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth cherish you and yours, God punish me</div>
                     <div class="line">With hate in those where I expect most love!</div>
                     <div class="line">When I have most need to employ a friend,</div>
                     <div class="line">And most assured that he is a friend</div>
                     <div class="line">Deep, hollow, treacherous, and full of guile,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be he unto me! this do I beg of God,</div>
                     <div class="line">When I am cold in zeal to yours.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING EDWARD IV</div>
                     <div class="line">A pleasing cordial, princely Buckingham,</div>
                     <div class="line">is this thy vow unto my sickly heart.</div>
                     <div class="line">There wanteth now our brother Gloucester here,</div>
                     <div class="line">To make the perfect period of this peace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">And, in good time, here comes the noble duke.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GLOUCESTER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow to my sovereign king and queen:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, princely peers, a happy time of day!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING EDWARD IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Happy, indeed, as we have spent the day.</div>
                     <div class="line">Brother, we done deeds of charity;</div>
                     <div class="line">Made peace enmity, fair love of hate,</div>
                     <div class="line">Between these swelling wrong-incensed peers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">A blessed labour, my most sovereign liege:</div>
                     <div class="line">Amongst this princely heap, if any here,</div>
                     <div class="line">By false intelligence, or wrong surmise,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hold me a foe;</div>
                     <div class="line">If I unwittingly, or in my rage,</div>
                     <div class="line">Have aught committed that is hardly borne</div>
                     <div class="line">By any in this presence, I desire</div>
                     <div class="line">To reconcile me to his friendly peace:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis death to me to be at enmity;</div>
                     <div class="line">I hate it, and desire all good men's love.</div>
                     <div class="line">First, madam, I entreat true peace of you,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which I will purchase with my duteous service;</div>
                     <div class="line">Of you, my noble cousin Buckingham,</div>
                     <div class="line">If ever any grudge were lodged between us;</div>
                     <div class="line">Of you, Lord Rivers, and, Lord Grey, of you;</div>
                     <div class="line">That without desert have frown'd on me;</div>
                     <div class="line">Dukes, earls, lords, gentlemen; indeed, of all.</div>
                     <div class="line">I do not know that Englishman alive</div>
                     <div class="line">With whom my soul is any jot at odds</div>
                     <div class="line">More than the infant that is born to-night</div>
                     <div class="line">I thank my God for my humility.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">A holy day shall this be kept hereafter:</div>
                     <div class="line">I would to God all strifes were well compounded.</div>
                     <div class="line">My sovereign liege, I do beseech your majesty</div>
                     <div class="line">To take our brother Clarence to your grace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, madam, have I offer'd love for this</div>
                     <div class="line">To be so bouted in this royal presence?</div>
                     <div class="line">Who knows not that the noble duke is dead?</div>
                     <p>They all start</p>
                     <div class="line">You do him injury to scorn his corse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">Who knows not he is dead! who knows he is?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">All seeing heaven, what a world is this!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Look I so pale, Lord Dorset, as the rest?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DORSET</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, my good lord; and no one in this presence</div>
                     <div class="line">But his red colour hath forsook his cheeks.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING EDWARD IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Is Clarence dead? the order was reversed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">But he, poor soul, by your first order died,</div>
                     <div class="line">And that a winged Mercury did bear:</div>
                     <div class="line">Some tardy cripple bore the countermand,</div>
                     <div class="line">That came too lag to see him buried.</div>
                     <div class="line">God grant that some, less noble and less loyal,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nearer in bloody thoughts, but not in blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Deserve not worse than wretched Clarence did,</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet go current from suspicion!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter DERBY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DORSET</div>
                     <div class="line">A boon, my sovereign, for my service done!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING EDWARD IV</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee, peace: my soul is full of sorrow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DORSET</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not rise, unless your highness grant.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING EDWARD IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Then speak at once what is it thou demand'st.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DORSET</div>
                     <div class="line">The forfeit, sovereign, of my servant's life;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who slew to-day a righteous gentleman</div>
                     <div class="line">Lately attendant on the Duke of Norfolk.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING EDWARD IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Have a tongue to doom my brother's death,</div>
                     <div class="line">And shall the same give pardon to a slave?</div>
                     <div class="line">My brother slew no man; his fault was thought,</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet his punishment was cruel death.</div>
                     <div class="line">Who sued to me for him? who, in my rage,</div>
                     <div class="line">Kneel'd at my feet, and bade me be advised</div>
                     <div class="line">Who spake of brotherhood? who spake of love?</div>
                     <div class="line">Who told me how the poor soul did forsake</div>
                     <div class="line">The mighty Warwick, and did fight for me?</div>
                     <div class="line">Who told me, in the field by Tewksbury</div>
                     <div class="line">When Oxford had me down, he rescued me,</div>
                     <div class="line">And said, 'Dear brother, live, and be a king'?</div>
                     <div class="line">Who told me, when we both lay in the field</div>
                     <div class="line">Frozen almost to death, how he did lap me</div>
                     <div class="line">Even in his own garments, and gave himself,</div>
                     <div class="line">All thin and naked, to the numb cold night?</div>
                     <div class="line">All this from my remembrance brutish wrath</div>
                     <div class="line">Sinfully pluck'd, and not a man of you</div>
                     <div class="line">Had so much grace to put it in my mind.</div>
                     <div class="line">But when your carters or your waiting-vassals</div>
                     <div class="line">Have done a drunken slaughter, and defaced</div>
                     <div class="line">The precious image of our dear Redeemer,</div>
                     <div class="line">You straight are on your knees for pardon, pardon;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I unjustly too, must grant it you</div>
                     <div class="line">But for my brother not a man would speak,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor I, ungracious, speak unto myself</div>
                     <div class="line">For him, poor soul. The proudest of you all</div>
                     <div class="line">Have been beholding to him in his life;</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet none of you would once plead for his life.</div>
                     <div class="line">O God, I fear thy justice will take hold</div>
                     <div class="line">On me, and you, and mine, and yours for this!</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, Hastings, help me to my closet.</div>
                     <div class="line">Oh, poor Clarence!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt some with KING EDWARD IV and QUEEN MARGARET</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the fruit of rashness! Mark'd you not</div>
                     <div class="line">How that the guilty kindred of the queen</div>
                     <div class="line">Look'd pale when they did hear of Clarence' death?</div>
                     <div class="line">O, they did urge it still unto the king!</div>
                     <div class="line">God will revenge it. But come, let us in,</div>
                     <div class="line">To comfort Edward with our company.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">We wait upon your grace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the DUCHESS OF YORK, with the two children of CLARENCE</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell me, good grandam, is our father dead?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">No, boy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Why do you wring your hands, and beat your breast,</div>
                     <div class="line">And cry 'O Clarence, my unhappy son!'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Girl</div>
                     <div class="line">Why do you look on us, and shake your head,</div>
                     <div class="line">And call us wretches, orphans, castaways</div>
                     <div class="line">If that our noble father be alive?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">My pretty cousins, you mistake me much;</div>
                     <div class="line">I do lament the sickness of the king.</div>
                     <div class="line">As loath to lose him, not your father's death;</div>
                     <div class="line">It were lost sorrow to wail one that's lost.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, grandam, you conclude that he is dead.</div>
                     <div class="line">The king my uncle is to blame for this:</div>
                     <div class="line">God will revenge it; whom I will importune</div>
                     <div class="line">With daily prayers all to that effect.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Girl</div>
                     <div class="line">And so will I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace, children, peace! the king doth love you well:</div>
                     <div class="line">Incapable and shallow innocents,</div>
                     <div class="line">You cannot guess who caused your father's death.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Grandam, we can; for my good uncle Gloucester</div>
                     <div class="line">Told me, the king, provoked by the queen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Devised impeachments to imprison him :</div>
                     <div class="line">And when my uncle told me so, he wept,</div>
                     <div class="line">And hugg'd me in his arm, and kindly kiss'd my cheek;</div>
                     <div class="line">Bade me rely on him as on my father,</div>
                     <div class="line">And he would love me dearly as his child.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Oh, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes,</div>
                     <div class="line">And with a virtuous vizard hide foul guile!</div>
                     <div class="line">He is my son; yea, and therein my shame;</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet from my dugs he drew not this deceit.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Think you my uncle did dissemble, grandam?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, boy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot think it. Hark! what noise is this?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, with her hair about her
ears; RIVERS, and DORSET after her</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Oh, who shall hinder me to wail and weep,</div>
                     <div class="line">To chide my fortune, and torment myself?</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll join with black despair against my soul,</div>
                     <div class="line">And to myself become an enemy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">What means this scene of rude impatience?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">To make an act of tragic violence:</div>
                     <div class="line">Edward, my lord, your son, our king, is dead.</div>
                     <div class="line">Why grow the branches now the root is wither'd?</div>
                     <div class="line">Why wither not the leaves the sap being gone?</div>
                     <div class="line">If you will live, lament; if die, be brief,</div>
                     <div class="line">That our swift-winged souls may catch the king's;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or, like obedient subjects, follow him</div>
                     <div class="line">To his new kingdom of perpetual rest.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Ah, so much interest have I in thy sorrow</div>
                     <div class="line">As I had title in thy noble husband!</div>
                     <div class="line">I have bewept a worthy husband's death,</div>
                     <div class="line">And lived by looking on his images:</div>
                     <div class="line">But now two mirrors of his princely semblance</div>
                     <div class="line">Are crack'd in pieces by malignant death,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I for comfort have but one false glass,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which grieves me when I see my shame in him.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art a widow; yet thou art a mother,</div>
                     <div class="line">And hast the comfort of thy children left thee:</div>
                     <div class="line">But death hath snatch'd my husband from mine arms,</div>
                     <div class="line">And pluck'd two crutches from my feeble limbs,</div>
                     <div class="line">Edward and Clarence. O, what cause have I,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thine being but a moiety of my grief,</div>
                     <div class="line">To overgo thy plaints and drown thy cries!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Good aunt, you wept not for our father's death;</div>
                     <div class="line">How can we aid you with our kindred tears?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Girl</div>
                     <div class="line">Our fatherless distress was left unmoan'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">Your widow-dolour likewise be unwept!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me no help in lamentation;</div>
                     <div class="line">I am not barren to bring forth complaints</div>
                     <div class="line">All springs reduce their currents to mine eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I, being govern'd by the watery moon,</div>
                     <div class="line">May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world!</div>
                     <div class="line">Oh for my husband, for my dear lord Edward!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Children</div>
                     <div class="line">Oh for our father, for our dear lord Clarence!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas for both, both mine, Edward and Clarence!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What stay had I but Edward? and he's gone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Children</div>
                     <div class="line">What stay had we but Clarence? and he's gone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">What stays had I but they? and they are gone.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Was never widow had so dear a loss!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Children</div>
                     <div class="line">Were never orphans had so dear a loss!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Was never mother had so dear a loss!</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas, I am the mother of these moans!</div>
                     <div class="line">Their woes are parcell'd, mine are general.</div>
                     <div class="line">She for an Edward weeps, and so do I;</div>
                     <div class="line">I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she:</div>
                     <div class="line">These babes for Clarence weep and so do I;</div>
                     <div class="line">I for an Edward weep, so do not they:</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas, you three, on me, threefold distress'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I will pamper it with lamentations.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DORSET</div>
                     <div class="line">Comfort, dear mother: God is much displeased</div>
                     <div class="line">That you take with unthankfulness, his doing:</div>
                     <div class="line">In common worldly things, 'tis call'd ungrateful,</div>
                     <div class="line">With dull unwilligness to repay a debt</div>
                     <div class="line">Which with a bounteous hand was kindly lent;</div>
                     <div class="line">Much more to be thus opposite with heaven,</div>
                     <div class="line">For it requires the royal debt it lent you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, bethink you, like a careful mother,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of the young prince your son: send straight for him</div>
                     <div class="line">Let him be crown'd; in him your comfort lives:</div>
                     <div class="line">Drown desperate sorrow in dead Edward's grave,</div>
                     <div class="line">And plant your joys in living Edward's throne.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM, DERBY, HASTINGS, and RATCLIFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, have comfort: all of us have cause</div>
                     <div class="line">To wail the dimming of our shining star;</div>
                     <div class="line">But none can cure their harms by wailing them.</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy;</div>
                     <div class="line">I did not see your grace: humbly on my knee</div>
                     <div class="line">I crave your blessing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">God bless thee; and put meekness in thy mind,</div>
                     <div class="line">Love, charity, obedience, and true duty!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside</span>  Amen; and make me die a good old man!</div>
                     <div class="line">That is the butt-end of a mother's blessing:</div>
                     <div class="line">I marvel why her grace did leave it out.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">You cloudy princes and heart-sorrowing peers,</div>
                     <div class="line">That bear this mutual heavy load of moan,</div>
                     <div class="line">Now cheer each other in each other's love</div>
                     <div class="line">Though we have spent our harvest of this king,</div>
                     <div class="line">We are to reap the harvest of his son.</div>
                     <div class="line">The broken rancour of your high-swoln hearts,</div>
                     <div class="line">But lately splinter'd, knit, and join'd together,</div>
                     <div class="line">Must gently be preserved, cherish'd, and kept:</div>
                     <div class="line">Me seemeth good, that, with some little train,</div>
                     <div class="line">Forthwith from Ludlow the young prince be fetch'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Hither to London, to be crown'd our king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">Why with some little train, my Lord of Buckingham?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, my lord, lest, by a multitude,</div>
                     <div class="line">The new-heal'd wound of malice should break out,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which would be so much the more dangerous</div>
                     <div class="line">By how much the estate is green and yet ungovern'd:</div>
                     <div class="line">Where every horse bears his commanding rein,</div>
                     <div class="line">And may direct his course as please himself,</div>
                     <div class="line">As well the fear of harm, as harm apparent,</div>
                     <div class="line">In my opinion, ought to be prevented.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I hope the king made peace with all of us</div>
                     <div class="line">And the compact is firm and true in me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">And so in me; and so, I think, in all:</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet, since it is but green, it should be put</div>
                     <div class="line">To no apparent likelihood of breach,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which haply by much company might be urged:</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore I say with noble Buckingham,</div>
                     <div class="line">That it is meet so few should fetch the prince.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">And so say I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Then be it so; and go we to determine</div>
                     <div class="line">Who they shall be that straight shall post to Ludlow.</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, and you, my mother, will you go</div>
                     <div class="line">To give your censures in this weighty business?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">With all our harts.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt all but BUCKINGHAM and GLOUCESTER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, whoever journeys to the Prince,</div>
                     <div class="line">For God's sake, let not us two be behind;</div>
                     <div class="line">For, by the way, I'll sort occasion,</div>
                     <div class="line">As index to the story we late talk'd of,</div>
                     <div class="line">To part the queen's proud kindred from the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">My other self, my counsel's consistory,</div>
                     <div class="line">My oracle, my prophet! My dear cousin,</div>
                     <div class="line">I, like a child, will go by thy direction.</div>
                     <div class="line">Towards Ludlow then, for we'll not stay behind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  London. A street.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter two Citizens meeting</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Neighbour, well met: whither away so fast?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">I promise you, I scarcely know myself:</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear you the news abroad?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, that the king is dead.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Bad news, by'r lady; seldom comes the better:</div>
                     <div class="line">I fear, I fear 'twill prove a troublous world.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter another Citizen</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Neighbours, God speed!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Give you good morrow, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth this news hold of good King Edward's death?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, sir, it is too true; God help the while!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, masters, look to see a troublous world.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">No, no; by God's good grace his son shall reign.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Woe to the land that's govern'd by a child!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">In him there is a hope of government,</div>
                     <div class="line">That in his nonage council under him,</div>
                     <div class="line">And in his full and ripen'd years himself,</div>
                     <div class="line">No doubt, shall then and till then govern well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">So stood the state when Henry the Sixth</div>
                     <div class="line">Was crown'd in Paris but at nine months old.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Stood the state so? No, no, good friends, God wot;</div>
                     <div class="line">For then this land was famously enrich'd</div>
                     <div class="line">With politic grave counsel; then the king</div>
                     <div class="line">Had virtuous uncles to protect his grace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, so hath this, both by the father and mother.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Better it were they all came by the father,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or by the father there were none at all;</div>
                     <div class="line">For emulation now, who shall be nearest,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will touch us all too near, if God prevent not.</div>
                     <div class="line">O, full of danger is the Duke of Gloucester!</div>
                     <div class="line">And the queen's sons and brothers haught and proud:</div>
                     <div class="line">And were they to be ruled, and not to rule,</div>
                     <div class="line">This sickly land might solace as before.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come, we fear the worst; all shall be well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">When clouds appear, wise men put on their cloaks;</div>
                     <div class="line">When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand;</div>
                     <div class="line">When the sun sets, who doth not look for night?</div>
                     <div class="line">Untimely storms make men expect a dearth.</div>
                     <div class="line">All may be well; but, if God sort it so,</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis more than we deserve, or I expect.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Truly, the souls of men are full of dread:</div>
                     <div class="line">Ye cannot reason almost with a man</div>
                     <div class="line">That looks not heavily and full of fear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Before the times of change, still is it so:</div>
                     <div class="line">By a divine instinct men's minds mistrust</div>
                     <div class="line">Ensuing dangers; as by proof, we see</div>
                     <div class="line">The waters swell before a boisterous storm.</div>
                     <div class="line">But leave it all to God. whither away?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, we were sent for to the justices.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Citizen</div>
                     <div class="line">And so was I: I'll bear you company.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  London. The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, young YORK, QUEEN
ELIZABETH, and the DUCHESS OF YORK</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Last night, I hear, they lay at Northampton;</div>
                     <div class="line">At Stony-Stratford will they be to-night:</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow, or next day, they will be here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I long with all my heart to see the prince:</div>
                     <div class="line">I hope he is much grown since last I saw him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">But I hear, no; they say my son of York</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath almost overta'en him in his growth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, mother; but I would not have it so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, my young cousin, it is good to grow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Grandam, one night, as we did sit at supper,</div>
                     <div class="line">My uncle Rivers talk'd how I did grow</div>
                     <div class="line">More than my brother: 'Ay,' quoth my uncle</div>
                     <div class="line">Gloucester,</div>
                     <div class="line">'Small herbs have grace, great weeds do grow apace:'</div>
                     <div class="line">And since, methinks, I would not grow so fast,</div>
                     <div class="line">Because sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Good faith, good faith, the saying did not hold</div>
                     <div class="line">In him that did object the same to thee;</div>
                     <div class="line">He was the wretched'st thing when he was young,</div>
                     <div class="line">So long a-growing and so leisurely,</div>
                     <div class="line">That, if this rule were true, he should be gracious.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, madam, so, no doubt, he is.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I hope he is; but yet let mothers doubt.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, by my troth, if I had been remember'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">I could have given my uncle's grace a flout,</div>
                     <div class="line">To touch his growth nearer than he touch'd mine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">How, my pretty York? I pray thee, let me hear it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, they say my uncle grew so fast</div>
                     <div class="line">That he could gnaw a crust at two hours old</div>
                     <div class="line">'Twas full two years ere I could get a tooth.</div>
                     <div class="line">Grandam, this would have been a biting jest.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee, pretty York, who told thee this?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Grandam, his nurse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">His nurse! why, she was dead ere thou wert born.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">If 'twere not she, I cannot tell who told me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">A parlous boy: go to, you are too shrewd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Good madam, be not angry with the child.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Pitchers have ears.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter a Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Here comes a messenger. What news?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">Such news, my lord, as grieves me to unfold.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">How fares the prince?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, madam, and in health.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">What is thy news then?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord Rivers and Lord Grey are sent to Pomfret,</div>
                     <div class="line">With them Sir Thomas Vaughan, prisoners.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Who hath committed them?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">The mighty dukes</div>
                     <div class="line">Gloucester and Buckingham.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">For what offence?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">The sum of all I can, I have disclosed;</div>
                     <div class="line">Why or for what these nobles were committed</div>
                     <div class="line">Is all unknown to me, my gracious lady.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay me, I see the downfall of our house!</div>
                     <div class="line">The tiger now hath seized the gentle hind;</div>
                     <div class="line">Insulting tyranny begins to jet</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the innocent and aweless throne:</div>
                     <div class="line">Welcome, destruction, death, and massacre!</div>
                     <div class="line">I see, as in a map, the end of all.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Accursed and unquiet wrangling days,</div>
                     <div class="line">How many of you have mine eyes beheld!</div>
                     <div class="line">My husband lost his life to get the crown;</div>
                     <div class="line">And often up and down my sons were toss'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">For me to joy and weep their gain and loss:</div>
                     <div class="line">And being seated, and domestic broils</div>
                     <div class="line">Clean over-blown, themselves, the conquerors.</div>
                     <div class="line">Make war upon themselves; blood against blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Self against self: O, preposterous</div>
                     <div class="line">And frantic outrage, end thy damned spleen;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or let me die, to look on death no more!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come, my boy; we will to sanctuary.</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, farewell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll go along with you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">You have no cause.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">My gracious lady, go;</div>
                     <div class="line">And thither bear your treasure and your goods.</div>
                     <div class="line">For my part, I'll resign unto your grace</div>
                     <div class="line">The seal I keep: and so betide to me</div>
                     <div class="line">As well I tender you and all of yours!</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, I'll conduct you to the sanctuary.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.5">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 3. ACT III</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  Before Lord Hastings' house.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE III.  Pomfret Castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE IV.  The Tower of London.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.6">5. SCENE V.  The Tower-walls.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.7">6. SCENE VI.  The same.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.8">7. SCENE VII.  Baynard's Castle.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  London. A street.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>The trumpets sound. Enter the young PRINCE EDWARD,
GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM, CARDINAL, CATESBY, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Welcome, sweet prince, to London, to your chamber.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Welcome, dear cousin, my thoughts' sovereign</div>
                     <div class="line">The weary way hath made you melancholy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">No, uncle; but our crosses on the way</div>
                     <div class="line">Have made it tedious, wearisome, and heavy</div>
                     <div class="line">I want more uncles here to welcome me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath not yet dived into the world's deceit</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor more can you distinguish of a man</div>
                     <div class="line">Than of his outward show; which, God he knows,</div>
                     <div class="line">Seldom or never jumpeth with the heart.</div>
                     <div class="line">Those uncles which you want were dangerous;</div>
                     <div class="line">Your grace attended to their sugar'd words,</div>
                     <div class="line">But look'd not on the poison of their hearts :</div>
                     <div class="line">God keep you from them, and from such false friends!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">God keep me from false friends! but they were none.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, the mayor of London comes to greet you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Lord Mayor and his train</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Mayor</div>
                     <div class="line">God bless your grace with health and happy days!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">I thank you, good my lord; and thank you all.</div>
                     <div class="line">I thought my mother, and my brother York,</div>
                     <div class="line">Would long ere this have met us on the way</div>
                     <div class="line">Fie, what a slug is Hastings, that he comes not</div>
                     <div class="line">To tell us whether they will come or no!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter HASTINGS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">And, in good time, here comes the sweating lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">Welcome, my lord: what, will our mother come?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">On what occasion, God he knows, not I,</div>
                     <div class="line">The queen your mother, and your brother York,</div>
                     <div class="line">Have taken sanctuary: the tender prince</div>
                     <div class="line">Would fain have come with me to meet your grace,</div>
                     <div class="line">But by his mother was perforce withheld.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Fie, what an indirect and peevish course</div>
                     <div class="line">Is this of hers! Lord cardinal, will your grace</div>
                     <div class="line">Persuade the queen to send the Duke of York</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto his princely brother presently?</div>
                     <div class="line">If she deny, Lord Hastings, go with him,</div>
                     <div class="line">And from her jealous arms pluck him perforce.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CARDINAL</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Buckingham, if my weak oratory</div>
                     <div class="line">Can from his mother win the Duke of York,</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon expect him here; but if she be obdurate</div>
                     <div class="line">To mild entreaties, God in heaven forbid</div>
                     <div class="line">We should infringe the holy privilege</div>
                     <div class="line">Of blessed sanctuary! not for all this land</div>
                     <div class="line">Would I be guilty of so deep a sin.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">You are too senseless--obstinate, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Too ceremonious and traditional</div>
                     <div class="line">Weigh it but with the grossness of this age,</div>
                     <div class="line">You break not sanctuary in seizing him.</div>
                     <div class="line">The benefit thereof is always granted</div>
                     <div class="line">To those whose dealings have deserved the place,</div>
                     <div class="line">And those who have the wit to claim the place:</div>
                     <div class="line">This prince hath neither claim'd it nor deserved it;</div>
                     <div class="line">And therefore, in mine opinion, cannot have it:</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, taking him from thence that is not there,</div>
                     <div class="line">You break no privilege nor charter there.</div>
                     <div class="line">Oft have I heard of sanctuary men;</div>
                     <div class="line">But sanctuary children ne'er till now.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CARDINAL</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, you shall o'er-rule my mind for once.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come on, Lord Hastings, will you go with me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">I go, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">Good lords, make all the speedy haste you may.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt CARDINAL and HASTINGS</p>
                     <div class="line">Say, uncle Gloucester, if our brother come,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where shall we sojourn till our coronation?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Where it seems best unto your royal self.</div>
                     <div class="line">If I may counsel you, some day or two</div>
                     <div class="line">Your highness shall repose you at the Tower:</div>
                     <div class="line">Then where you please, and shall be thought most fit</div>
                     <div class="line">For your best health and recreation.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">I do not like the Tower, of any place.</div>
                     <div class="line">Did Julius Caesar build that place, my lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">He did, my gracious lord, begin that place;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which, since, succeeding ages have re-edified.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">Is it upon record, or else reported</div>
                     <div class="line">Successively from age to age, he built it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon record, my gracious lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">But say, my lord, it were not register'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Methinks the truth should live from age to age,</div>
                     <div class="line">As 'twere retail'd to all posterity,</div>
                     <div class="line">Even to the general all-ending day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside</span>  So wise so young, they say, do never</div>
                     <div class="line">live long.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">What say you, uncle?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I say, without characters, fame lives long.</div>
                     <p>Aside</p>
                     <div class="line">Thus, like the formal vice, Iniquity,</div>
                     <div class="line">I moralize two meanings in one word.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">That Julius Caesar was a famous man;</div>
                     <div class="line">With what his valour did enrich his wit,</div>
                     <div class="line">His wit set down to make his valour live</div>
                     <div class="line">Death makes no conquest of this conqueror;</div>
                     <div class="line">For now he lives in fame, though not in life.</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll tell you what, my cousin Buckingham,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">What, my gracious lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">An if I live until I be a man,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll win our ancient right in France again,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or die a soldier, as I lived a king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside</span>  Short summers lightly have a forward spring.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter young YORK, HASTINGS, and the CARDINAL</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, in good time, here comes the Duke of York.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">Richard of York! how fares our loving brother?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, my dread lord; so must I call you now.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, brother, to our grief, as it is yours:</div>
                     <div class="line">Too late he died that might have kept that title,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which by his death hath lost much majesty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">How fares our cousin, noble Lord of York?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I thank you, gentle uncle. O, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">You said that idle weeds are fast in growth</div>
                     <div class="line">The prince my brother hath outgrown me far.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">And therefore is he idle?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">O, my fair cousin, I must not say so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Then is he more beholding to you than I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">He may command me as my sovereign;</div>
                     <div class="line">But you have power in me as in a kinsman.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray you, uncle, give me this dagger.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">My dagger, little cousin? with all my heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">A beggar, brother?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Of my kind uncle, that I know will give;</div>
                     <div class="line">And being but a toy, which is no grief to give.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">A greater gift than that I'll give my cousin.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">A greater gift! O, that's the sword to it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">A gentle cousin, were it light enough.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">O, then, I see, you will part but with light gifts;</div>
                     <div class="line">In weightier things you'll say a beggar nay.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">It is too heavy for your grace to wear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I weigh it lightly, were it heavier.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">What, would you have my weapon, little lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I would, that I might thank you as you call me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">How?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Little.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of York will still be cross in talk:</div>
                     <div class="line">Uncle, your grace knows how to bear with him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">You mean, to bear me, not to bear with me:</div>
                     <div class="line">Uncle, my brother mocks both you and me;</div>
                     <div class="line">Because that I am little, like an ape,</div>
                     <div class="line">He thinks that you should bear me on your shoulders.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">With what a sharp-provided wit he reasons!</div>
                     <div class="line">To mitigate the scorn he gives his uncle,</div>
                     <div class="line">He prettily and aptly taunts himself:</div>
                     <div class="line">So cunning and so young is wonderful.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, will't please you pass along?</div>
                     <div class="line">Myself and my good cousin Buckingham</div>
                     <div class="line">Will to your mother, to entreat of her</div>
                     <div class="line">To meet you at the Tower and welcome you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">What, will you go unto the Tower, my lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord protector needs will have it so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall not sleep in quiet at the Tower.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, what should you fear?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, my uncle Clarence' angry ghost:</div>
                     <div class="line">My grandam told me he was murdered there.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">I fear no uncles dead.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor none that live, I hope.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE EDWARD</div>
                     <div class="line">An if they live, I hope I need not fear.</div>
                     <div class="line">But come, my lord; and with a heavy heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thinking on them, go I unto the Tower.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>A Sennet. Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM
and CATESBY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Think you, my lord, this little prating York</div>
                     <div class="line">Was not incensed by his subtle mother</div>
                     <div class="line">To taunt and scorn you thus opprobriously?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">No doubt, no doubt; O, 'tis a parlous boy;</div>
                     <div class="line">Bold, quick, ingenious, forward, capable</div>
                     <div class="line">He is all the mother's, from the top to toe.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, let them rest. Come hither, Catesby.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art sworn as deeply to effect what we intend</div>
                     <div class="line">As closely to conceal what we impart:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou know'st our reasons urged upon the way;</div>
                     <div class="line">What think'st thou? is it not an easy matter</div>
                     <div class="line">To make William Lord Hastings of our mind,</div>
                     <div class="line">For the instalment of this noble duke</div>
                     <div class="line">In the seat royal of this famous isle?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">He for his father's sake so loves the prince,</div>
                     <div class="line">That he will not be won to aught against him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">What think'st thou, then, of Stanley? what will he?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">He will do all in all as Hastings doth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, then, no more but this: go, gentle Catesby,</div>
                     <div class="line">And, as it were far off sound thou Lord Hastings,</div>
                     <div class="line">How doth he stand affected to our purpose;</div>
                     <div class="line">And summon him to-morrow to the Tower,</div>
                     <div class="line">To sit about the coronation.</div>
                     <div class="line">If thou dost find him tractable to us,</div>
                     <div class="line">Encourage him, and show him all our reasons:</div>
                     <div class="line">If he be leaden, icy-cold, unwilling,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be thou so too; and so break off your talk,</div>
                     <div class="line">And give us notice of his inclination:</div>
                     <div class="line">For we to-morrow hold divided councils,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherein thyself shalt highly be employ'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Commend me to Lord William: tell him, Catesby,</div>
                     <div class="line">His ancient knot of dangerous adversaries</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow are let blood at Pomfret-castle;</div>
                     <div class="line">And bid my friend, for joy of this good news,</div>
                     <div class="line">Give mistress Shore one gentle kiss the more.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Good Catesby, go, effect this business soundly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">My good lords both, with all the heed I may.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall we hear from you, Catesby, ere we sleep?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">You shall, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">At Crosby Place, there shall you find us both.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit CATESBY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, my lord, what shall we do, if we perceive</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord Hastings will not yield to our complots?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Chop off his head, man; somewhat we will do:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, look, when I am king, claim thou of me</div>
                     <div class="line">The earldom of Hereford, and the moveables</div>
                     <div class="line">Whereof the king my brother stood possess'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll claim that promise at your grace's hands.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">And look to have it yielded with all willingness.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, let us sup betimes, that afterwards</div>
                     <div class="line">We may digest our complots in some form.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  Before Lord Hastings' house.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter a Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">What, ho! my lord!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>  Who knocks at the door?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">A messenger from the Lord Stanley.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter HASTINGS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">What is't o'clock?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the stroke of four.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Cannot thy master sleep these tedious nights?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">So it should seem by that I have to say.</div>
                     <div class="line">First, he commends him to your noble lordship.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">And then?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">And then he sends you word</div>
                     <div class="line">He dreamt to-night the boar had razed his helm:</div>
                     <div class="line">Besides, he says there are two councils held;</div>
                     <div class="line">And that may be determined at the one</div>
                     <div class="line">which may make you and him to rue at the other.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore he sends to know your lordship's pleasure,</div>
                     <div class="line">If presently you will take horse with him,</div>
                     <div class="line">And with all speed post with him toward the north,</div>
                     <div class="line">To shun the danger that his soul divines.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, fellow, go, return unto thy lord;</div>
                     <div class="line">Bid him not fear the separated councils</div>
                     <div class="line">His honour and myself are at the one,</div>
                     <div class="line">And at the other is my servant Catesby</div>
                     <div class="line">Where nothing can proceed that toucheth us</div>
                     <div class="line">Whereof I shall not have intelligence.</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell him his fears are shallow, wanting instance:</div>
                     <div class="line">And for his dreams, I wonder he is so fond</div>
                     <div class="line">To trust the mockery of unquiet slumbers</div>
                     <div class="line">To fly the boar before the boar pursues,</div>
                     <div class="line">Were to incense the boar to follow us</div>
                     <div class="line">And make pursuit where he did mean no chase.</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, bid thy master rise and come to me</div>
                     <div class="line">And we will both together to the Tower,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where, he shall see, the boar will use us kindly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">My gracious lord, I'll tell him what you say.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <p>Enter CATESBY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Many good morrows to my noble lord!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, Catesby; you are early stirring</div>
                     <div class="line">What news, what news, in this our tottering state?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">It is a reeling world, indeed, my lord;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I believe twill never stand upright</div>
                     <div class="line">Tim Richard wear the garland of the realm.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">How! wear the garland! dost thou mean the crown?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, my good lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll have this crown of mine cut from my shoulders</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere I will see the crown so foul misplaced.</div>
                     <div class="line">But canst thou guess that he doth aim at it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, on my life; and hopes to find forward</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon his party for the gain thereof:</div>
                     <div class="line">And thereupon he sends you this good news,</div>
                     <div class="line">That this same very day your enemies,</div>
                     <div class="line">The kindred of the queen, must die at Pomfret.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed, I am no mourner for that news,</div>
                     <div class="line">Because they have been still mine enemies:</div>
                     <div class="line">But, that I'll give my voice on Richard's side,</div>
                     <div class="line">To bar my master's heirs in true descent,</div>
                     <div class="line">God knows I will not do it, to the death.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">God keep your lordship in that gracious mind!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">But I shall laugh at this a twelve-month hence,</div>
                     <div class="line">That they who brought me in my master's hate</div>
                     <div class="line">I live to look upon their tragedy.</div>
                     <div class="line">I tell thee, Catesby--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">What, my lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere a fortnight make me elder,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll send some packing that yet think not on it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis a vile thing to die, my gracious lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">When men are unprepared and look not for it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">O monstrous, monstrous! and so falls it out</div>
                     <div class="line">With Rivers, Vaughan, Grey: and so 'twill do</div>
                     <div class="line">With some men else, who think themselves as safe</div>
                     <div class="line">As thou and I; who, as thou know'st, are dear</div>
                     <div class="line">To princely Richard and to Buckingham.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">The princes both make high account of you;</div>
                     <p>Aside</p>
                     <div class="line">For they account his head upon the bridge.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">I know they do; and I have well deserved it.</div>
                     <p>Enter STANLEY</p>
                     <div class="line">Come on, come on; where is your boar-spear, man?</div>
                     <div class="line">Fear you the boar, and go so unprovided?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, good morrow; good morrow, Catesby:</div>
                     <div class="line">You may jest on, but, by the holy rood,</div>
                     <div class="line">I do not like these several councils, I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">I hold my life as dear as you do yours;</div>
                     <div class="line">And never in my life, I do protest,</div>
                     <div class="line">Was it more precious to me than 'tis now:</div>
                     <div class="line">Think you, but that I know our state secure,</div>
                     <div class="line">I would be so triumphant as I am?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">The lords at Pomfret, when they rode from London,</div>
                     <div class="line">Were jocund, and supposed their state was sure,</div>
                     <div class="line">And they indeed had no cause to mistrust;</div>
                     <div class="line">But yet, you see how soon the day o'ercast.</div>
                     <div class="line">This sudden stag of rancour I misdoubt:</div>
                     <div class="line">Pray God, I say, I prove a needless coward!</div>
                     <div class="line">What, shall we toward the Tower? the day is spent.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come, have with you. Wot you what, my lord?</div>
                     <div class="line">To-day the lords you talk of are beheaded.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">They, for their truth, might better wear their heads</div>
                     <div class="line">Than some that have accused them wear their hats.</div>
                     <div class="line">But come, my lord, let us away.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter a Pursuivant</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Go on before; I'll talk with this good fellow.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt STANLEY and CATESBY</p>
                     <div class="line">How now, sirrah! how goes the world with thee?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Pursuivant</div>
                     <div class="line">The better that your lordship please to ask.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">I tell thee, man, 'tis better with me now</div>
                     <div class="line">Than when I met thee last where now we meet:</div>
                     <div class="line">Then was I going prisoner to the Tower,</div>
                     <div class="line">By the suggestion of the queen's allies;</div>
                     <div class="line">But now, I tell thee--keep it to thyself--</div>
                     <div class="line">This day those enemies are put to death,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I in better state than e'er I was.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Pursuivant</div>
                     <div class="line">God hold it, to your honour's good content!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Gramercy, fellow: there, drink that for me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Throws him his purse</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Pursuivant</div>
                     <div class="line">God save your lordship!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <p>Enter a Priest</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Priest</div>
                     <div class="line">Well met, my lord; I am glad to see your honour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">I thank thee, good Sir John, with all my heart.</div>
                     <div class="line">I am in your debt for your last exercise;</div>
                     <div class="line">Come the next Sabbath, and I will content you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>He whispers in his ear</p>
               <p>Enter BUCKINGHAM</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">What, talking with a priest, lord chamberlain?</div>
                     <div class="line">Your friends at Pomfret, they do need the priest;</div>
                     <div class="line">Your honour hath no shriving work in hand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Good faith, and when I met this holy man,</div>
                     <div class="line">Those men you talk of came into my mind.</div>
                     <div class="line">What, go you toward the Tower?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">I do, my lord; but long I shall not stay</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall return before your lordship thence.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis like enough, for I stay dinner there.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside</span>  And supper too, although thou know'st it not.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, will you go?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll wait upon your lordship.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  Pomfret Castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter RATCLIFF, with halberds, carrying RIVERS,
GREY, and VAUGHAN to death</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, bring forth the prisoners.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir Richard Ratcliff, let me tell thee this:</div>
                     <div class="line">To-day shalt thou behold a subject die</div>
                     <div class="line">For truth, for duty, and for loyalty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                     <div class="line">God keep the prince from all the pack of you!</div>
                     <div class="line">A knot you are of damned blood-suckers!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VAUGHAN</div>
                     <div class="line">You live that shall cry woe for this after.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Dispatch; the limit of your lives is out.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">O Pomfret, Pomfret! O thou bloody prison,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fatal and ominous to noble peers!</div>
                     <div class="line">Within the guilty closure of thy walls</div>
                     <div class="line">Richard the second here was hack'd to death;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, for more slander to thy dismal seat,</div>
                     <div class="line">We give thee up our guiltless blood to drink.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GREY</div>
                     <div class="line">Now Margaret's curse is fall'n upon our heads,</div>
                     <div class="line">For standing by when Richard stabb'd her son.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">Then cursed she Hastings, then cursed she Buckingham,</div>
                     <div class="line">Then cursed she Richard. O, remember, God</div>
                     <div class="line">To hear her prayers for them, as now for us</div>
                     <div class="line">And for my sister and her princely sons,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be satisfied, dear God, with our true blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which, as thou know'st, unjustly must be spilt.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Make haste; the hour of death is expiate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, Grey, come, Vaughan, let us all embrace:</div>
                     <div class="line">And take our leave, until we meet in heaven.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  The Tower of London.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter BUCKINGHAM, DERBY, HASTINGS, the BISHOP OF
ELY, RATCLIFF, LOVEL, with others, and take their
seats at a table</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">My lords, at once: the cause why we are met</div>
                     <div class="line">Is, to determine of the coronation.</div>
                     <div class="line">In God's name, speak: when is the royal day?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Are all things fitting for that royal time?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">It is, and wants but nomination.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BISHOP OF ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow, then, I judge a happy day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Who knows the lord protector's mind herein?</div>
                     <div class="line">Who is most inward with the royal duke?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BISHOP OF ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">Your grace, we think, should soonest know his mind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, I, my lord I we know each other's faces,</div>
                     <div class="line">But for our hearts, he knows no more of mine,</div>
                     <div class="line">Than I of yours;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor I no more of his, than you of mine.</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord Hastings, you and he are near in love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">I thank his grace, I know he loves me well;</div>
                     <div class="line">But, for his purpose in the coronation.</div>
                     <div class="line">I have not sounded him, nor he deliver'd</div>
                     <div class="line">His gracious pleasure any way therein:</div>
                     <div class="line">But you, my noble lords, may name the time;</div>
                     <div class="line">And in the duke's behalf I'll give my voice,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which, I presume, he'll take in gentle part.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GLOUCESTER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BISHOP OF ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">Now in good time, here comes the duke himself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">My noble lords and cousins all, good morrow.</div>
                     <div class="line">I have been long a sleeper; but, I hope,</div>
                     <div class="line">My absence doth neglect no great designs,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which by my presence might have been concluded.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Had not you come upon your cue, my lord</div>
                     <div class="line">William Lord Hastings had pronounced your part,--</div>
                     <div class="line">I mean, your voice,--for crowning of the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Than my Lord Hastings no man might be bolder;</div>
                     <div class="line">His lordship knows me well, and loves me well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">I thank your grace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord of Ely!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BISHOP OF ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">When I was last in Holborn,</div>
                     <div class="line">I saw good strawberries in your garden there</div>
                     <div class="line">I do beseech you send for some of them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BISHOP OF ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, and will, my lord, with all my heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Cousin of Buckingham, a word with you.</div>
                     <p>Drawing him aside</p>
                     <div class="line">Catesby hath sounded Hastings in our business,</div>
                     <div class="line">And finds the testy gentleman so hot,</div>
                     <div class="line">As he will lose his head ere give consent</div>
                     <div class="line">His master's son, as worshipful as he terms it,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall lose the royalty of England's throne.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Withdraw you hence, my lord, I'll follow you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM following</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">We have not yet set down this day of triumph.</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow, in mine opinion, is too sudden;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I myself am not so well provided</div>
                     <div class="line">As else I would be, were the day prolong'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter BISHOP OF ELY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BISHOP OF ELY</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is my lord protector? I have sent for these</div>
                     <div class="line">strawberries.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">His grace looks cheerfully and smooth to-day;</div>
                     <div class="line">There's some conceit or other likes him well,</div>
                     <div class="line">When he doth bid good morrow with such a spirit.</div>
                     <div class="line">I think there's never a man in Christendom</div>
                     <div class="line">That can less hide his love or hate than he;</div>
                     <div class="line">For by his face straight shall you know his heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">What of his heart perceive you in his face</div>
                     <div class="line">By any likelihood he show'd to-day?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, that with no man here he is offended;</div>
                     <div class="line">For, were he, he had shown it in his looks.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray God he be not, I say.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray you all, tell me what they deserve</div>
                     <div class="line">That do conspire my death with devilish plots</div>
                     <div class="line">Of damned witchcraft, and that have prevail'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon my body with their hellish charms?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">The tender love I bear your grace, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Makes me most forward in this noble presence</div>
                     <div class="line">To doom the offenders, whatsoever they be</div>
                     <div class="line">I say, my lord, they have deserved death.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Then be your eyes the witness of this ill:</div>
                     <div class="line">See how I am bewitch'd; behold mine arm</div>
                     <div class="line">Is, like a blasted sapling, wither'd up:</div>
                     <div class="line">And this is Edward's wife, that monstrous witch,</div>
                     <div class="line">Consorted with that harlot strumpet Shore,</div>
                     <div class="line">That by their witchcraft thus have marked me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">If they have done this thing, my gracious lord--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">If I thou protector of this damned strumpet--</div>
                     <div class="line">Tellest thou me of 'ifs'?  Thou art a traitor:</div>
                     <div class="line">Off with his head! Now, by Saint Paul I swear,</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not dine until I see the same.</div>
                     <div class="line">Lovel and Ratcliff, look that it be done:</div>
                     <div class="line">The rest, that love me, rise and follow me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt all but HASTINGS, RATCLIFF, and LOVEL</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">Woe, woe for England! not a whit for me;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I, too fond, might have prevented this.</div>
                     <div class="line">Stanley did dream the boar did raze his helm;</div>
                     <div class="line">But I disdain'd it, and did scorn to fly:</div>
                     <div class="line">Three times to-day my foot-cloth horse did stumble,</div>
                     <div class="line">And startled, when he look'd upon the Tower,</div>
                     <div class="line">As loath to bear me to the slaughter-house.</div>
                     <div class="line">O, now I want the priest that spake to me:</div>
                     <div class="line">I now repent I told the pursuivant</div>
                     <div class="line">As 'twere triumphing at mine enemies,</div>
                     <div class="line">How they at Pomfret bloodily were butcher'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I myself secure in grace and favour.</div>
                     <div class="line">O Margaret, Margaret, now thy heavy curse</div>
                     <div class="line">Is lighted on poor Hastings' wretched head!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Dispatch, my lord; the duke would be at dinner:</div>
                     <div class="line">Make a short shrift; he longs to see your head.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">O momentary grace of mortal men,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which we more hunt for than the grace of God!</div>
                     <div class="line">Who builds his hopes in air of your good looks,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ready, with every nod, to tumble down</div>
                     <div class="line">Into the fatal bowels of the deep.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LOVEL</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come, dispatch; 'tis bootless to exclaim.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">O bloody Richard! miserable England!</div>
                     <div class="line">I prophesy the fearful'st time to thee</div>
                     <div class="line">That ever wretched age hath look'd upon.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, lead me to the block; bear him my head.</div>
                     <div class="line">They smile at me that shortly shall be dead.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.6">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>5. SCENE V.  The Tower-walls.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM, in rotten armour,
marvellous ill-favoured</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, cousin, canst thou quake, and change thy colour,</div>
                     <div class="line">Murder thy breath in the middle of a word,</div>
                     <div class="line">And then begin again, and stop again,</div>
                     <div class="line">As if thou wert distraught and mad with terror?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Tut, I can counterfeit the deep tragedian;</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak and look back, and pry on every side,</div>
                     <div class="line">Tremble and start at wagging of a straw,</div>
                     <div class="line">Intending deep suspicion: ghastly looks</div>
                     <div class="line">Are at my service, like enforced smiles;</div>
                     <div class="line">And both are ready in their offices,</div>
                     <div class="line">At any time, to grace my stratagems.</div>
                     <div class="line">But what, is Catesby gone?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">He is; and, see, he brings the mayor along.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Lord Mayor and CATESBY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord mayor,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Look to the drawbridge there!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Hark! a drum.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Catesby, o'erlook the walls.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord mayor, the reason we have sent--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Look back, defend thee, here are enemies.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">God and our innocency defend and guard us!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Be patient, they are friends, Ratcliff and Lovel.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter LOVEL and RATCLIFF, with HASTINGS' head</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LOVEL</div>
                     <div class="line">Here is the head of that ignoble traitor,</div>
                     <div class="line">The dangerous and unsuspected Hastings.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">So dear I loved the man, that I must weep.</div>
                     <div class="line">I took him for the plainest harmless creature</div>
                     <div class="line">That breathed upon this earth a Christian;</div>
                     <div class="line">Made him my book wherein my soul recorded</div>
                     <div class="line">The history of all her secret thoughts:</div>
                     <div class="line">So smooth he daub'd his vice with show of virtue,</div>
                     <div class="line">That, his apparent open guilt omitted,</div>
                     <div class="line">I mean, his conversation with Shore's wife,</div>
                     <div class="line">He lived from all attainder of suspect.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, well, he was the covert'st shelter'd traitor</div>
                     <div class="line">That ever lived.</div>
                     <div class="line">Would you imagine, or almost believe,</div>
                     <div class="line">Were't not that, by great preservation,</div>
                     <div class="line">We live to tell it you, the subtle traitor</div>
                     <div class="line">This day had plotted, in the council-house</div>
                     <div class="line">To murder me and my good Lord of Gloucester?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Mayor</div>
                     <div class="line">What, had he so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">What, think You we are Turks or infidels?</div>
                     <div class="line">Or that we would, against the form of law,</div>
                     <div class="line">Proceed thus rashly to the villain's death,</div>
                     <div class="line">But that the extreme peril of the case,</div>
                     <div class="line">The peace of England and our persons' safety,</div>
                     <div class="line">Enforced us to this execution?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Mayor</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, fair befall you! he deserved his death;</div>
                     <div class="line">And you my good lords, both have well proceeded,</div>
                     <div class="line">To warn false traitors from the like attempts.</div>
                     <div class="line">I never look'd for better at his hands,</div>
                     <div class="line">After he once fell in with Mistress Shore.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet had not we determined he should die,</div>
                     <div class="line">Until your lordship came to see his death;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which now the loving haste of these our friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">Somewhat against our meaning, have prevented:</div>
                     <div class="line">Because, my lord, we would have had you heard</div>
                     <div class="line">The traitor speak, and timorously confess</div>
                     <div class="line">The manner and the purpose of his treason;</div>
                     <div class="line">That you might well have signified the same</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto the citizens, who haply may</div>
                     <div class="line">Misconstrue us in him and wail his death.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Mayor</div>
                     <div class="line">But, my good lord, your grace's word shall serve,</div>
                     <div class="line">As well as I had seen and heard him speak</div>
                     <div class="line">And doubt you not, right noble princes both,</div>
                     <div class="line">But I'll acquaint our duteous citizens</div>
                     <div class="line">With all your just proceedings in this cause.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">And to that end we wish'd your lord-ship here,</div>
                     <div class="line">To avoid the carping censures of the world.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">But since you come too late of our intents,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet witness what you hear we did intend:</div>
                     <div class="line">And so, my good lord mayor, we bid farewell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit Lord Mayor</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, after, after, cousin Buckingham.</div>
                     <div class="line">The mayor towards Guildhall hies him in all post:</div>
                     <div class="line">There, at your meet'st advantage of the time,</div>
                     <div class="line">Infer the bastardy of Edward's children:</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell them how Edward put to death a citizen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Only for saying he would make his son</div>
                     <div class="line">Heir to the crown; meaning indeed his house,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which, by the sign thereof was termed so.</div>
                     <div class="line">Moreover, urge his hateful luxury</div>
                     <div class="line">And bestial appetite in change of lust;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which stretched to their servants, daughters, wives,</div>
                     <div class="line">Even where his lustful eye or savage heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">Without control, listed to make his prey.</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, for a need, thus far come near my person:</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell them, when that my mother went with child</div>
                     <div class="line">Of that unsatiate Edward, noble York</div>
                     <div class="line">My princely father then had wars in France</div>
                     <div class="line">And, by just computation of the time,</div>
                     <div class="line">Found that the issue was not his begot;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which well appeared in his lineaments,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being nothing like the noble duke my father:</div>
                     <div class="line">But touch this sparingly, as 'twere far off,</div>
                     <div class="line">Because you know, my lord, my mother lives.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Fear not, my lord, I'll play the orator</div>
                     <div class="line">As if the golden fee for which I plead</div>
                     <div class="line">Were for myself: and so, my lord, adieu.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">If you thrive well, bring them to Baynard's Castle;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where you shall find me well accompanied</div>
                     <div class="line">With reverend fathers and well-learned bishops.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">I go: and towards three or four o'clock</div>
                     <div class="line">Look for the news that the Guildhall affords.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit BUCKINGHAM</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, Lovel, with all speed to Doctor Shaw;</div>
                     <p>To CATESBY</p>
                     <div class="line">Go thou to Friar Penker; bid them both</div>
                     <div class="line">Meet me within this hour at Baynard's Castle.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER</p>
                     <div class="line">Now will I in, to take some privy order,</div>
                     <div class="line">To draw the brats of Clarence out of sight;</div>
                     <div class="line">And to give notice, that no manner of person</div>
                     <div class="line">At any time have recourse unto the princes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.7">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>6. SCENE VI.  The same.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter a Scrivener, with a paper in his hand</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Scrivener</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the indictment of the good Lord Hastings;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which in a set hand fairly is engross'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">That it may be this day read over in Paul's.</div>
                     <div class="line">And mark how well the sequel hangs together:</div>
                     <div class="line">Eleven hours I spent to write it over,</div>
                     <div class="line">For yesternight by Catesby was it brought me;</div>
                     <div class="line">The precedent was full as long a-doing:</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet within these five hours lived Lord Hastings,</div>
                     <div class="line">Untainted, unexamined, free, at liberty</div>
                     <div class="line">Here's a good world the while! Why who's so gross,</div>
                     <div class="line">That seeth not this palpable device?</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet who's so blind, but says he sees it not?</div>
                     <div class="line">Bad is the world; and all will come to nought,</div>
                     <div class="line">When such bad dealings must be seen in thought.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.8">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>7. SCENE VII.  Baynard's Castle.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM, at several doors</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, my lord, what say the citizens?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, by the holy mother of our Lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">The citizens are mum and speak not a word.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Touch'd you the bastardy of Edward's children?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">I did; with his contract with Lady Lucy,</div>
                     <div class="line">And his contract by deputy in France;</div>
                     <div class="line">The insatiate greediness of his desires,</div>
                     <div class="line">And his enforcement of the city wives;</div>
                     <div class="line">His tyranny for trifles; his own bastardy,</div>
                     <div class="line">As being got, your father then in France,</div>
                     <div class="line">His resemblance, being not like the duke;</div>
                     <div class="line">Withal I did infer your lineaments,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being the right idea of your father,</div>
                     <div class="line">Both in your form and nobleness of mind;</div>
                     <div class="line">Laid open all your victories in Scotland,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your dicipline in war, wisdom in peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your bounty, virtue, fair humility:</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed, left nothing fitting for the purpose</div>
                     <div class="line">Untouch'd, or slightly handled, in discourse</div>
                     <div class="line">And when mine oratory grew to an end</div>
                     <div class="line">I bid them that did love their country's good</div>
                     <div class="line">Cry 'God save Richard, England's royal king!'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Ah! and did they so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">No, so God help me, they spake not a word;</div>
                     <div class="line">But, like dumb statues or breathing stones,</div>
                     <div class="line">Gazed each on other, and look'd deadly pale.</div>
                     <div class="line">Which when I saw, I reprehended them;</div>
                     <div class="line">And ask'd the mayor what meant this wilful silence:</div>
                     <div class="line">His answer was, the people were not wont</div>
                     <div class="line">To be spoke to but by the recorder.</div>
                     <div class="line">Then he was urged to tell my tale again,</div>
                     <div class="line">'Thus saith the duke, thus hath the duke inferr'd;'</div>
                     <div class="line">But nothing spake in warrant from himself.</div>
                     <div class="line">When he had done, some followers of mine own,</div>
                     <div class="line">At the lower end of the hall, hurl'd up their caps,</div>
                     <div class="line">And some ten voices cried 'God save King Richard!'</div>
                     <div class="line">And thus I took the vantage of those few,</div>
                     <div class="line">'Thanks, gentle citizens and friends,' quoth I;</div>
                     <div class="line">'This general applause and loving shout</div>
                     <div class="line">Argues your wisdoms and your love to Richard:'</div>
                     <div class="line">And even here brake off, and came away.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">What tongueless blocks were they! would not they speak?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">No, by my troth, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Will not the mayor then and his brethren come?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">The mayor is here at hand: intend some fear;</div>
                     <div class="line">Be not you spoke with, but by mighty suit:</div>
                     <div class="line">And look you get a prayer-book in your hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">And stand betwixt two churchmen, good my lord;</div>
                     <div class="line">For on that ground I'll build a holy descant:</div>
                     <div class="line">And be not easily won to our request:</div>
                     <div class="line">Play the maid's part, still answer nay, and take it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I go; and if you plead as well for them</div>
                     <div class="line">As I can say nay to thee for myself,</div>
                     <div class="line">No doubt well bring it to a happy issue.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, go, up to the leads; the lord mayor knocks.</div>
                     <p>Exit GLOUCESTER</p>
                     <p>Enter the Lord Mayor and Citizens</p>
                     <div class="line">Welcome my lord; I dance attendance here;</div>
                     <div class="line">I think the duke will not be spoke withal.</div>
                     <p>Enter CATESBY</p>
                     <div class="line">Here comes his servant: how now, Catesby,</div>
                     <div class="line">What says he?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord: he doth entreat your grace;</div>
                     <div class="line">To visit him to-morrow or next day:</div>
                     <div class="line">He is within, with two right reverend fathers,</div>
                     <div class="line">Divinely bent to meditation;</div>
                     <div class="line">And no worldly suit would he be moved,</div>
                     <div class="line">To draw him from his holy exercise.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Return, good Catesby, to thy lord again;</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell him, myself, the mayor and citizens,</div>
                     <div class="line">In deep designs and matters of great moment,</div>
                     <div class="line">No less importing than our general good,</div>
                     <div class="line">Are come to have some conference with his grace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll tell him what you say, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Ah, ha, my lord, this prince is not an Edward!</div>
                     <div class="line">He is not lolling on a lewd day-bed,</div>
                     <div class="line">But on his knees at meditation;</div>
                     <div class="line">Not dallying with a brace of courtezans,</div>
                     <div class="line">But meditating with two deep divines;</div>
                     <div class="line">Not sleeping, to engross his idle body,</div>
                     <div class="line">But praying, to enrich his watchful soul:</div>
                     <div class="line">Happy were England, would this gracious prince</div>
                     <div class="line">Take on himself the sovereignty thereof:</div>
                     <div class="line">But, sure, I fear, we shall ne'er win him to it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Mayor</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, God forbid his grace should say us nay!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">I fear he will.</div>
                     <p>Re-enter CATESBY</p>
                     <div class="line">How now, Catesby, what says your lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">He wonders to what end you have assembled</div>
                     <div class="line">Such troops of citizens to speak with him,</div>
                     <div class="line">His grace not being warn'd thereof before:</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, he fears you mean no good to him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Sorry I am my noble cousin should</div>
                     <div class="line">Suspect me, that I mean no good to him:</div>
                     <div class="line">By heaven, I come in perfect love to him;</div>
                     <div class="line">And so once more return and tell his grace.</div>
                     <p>Exit CATESBY</p>
                     <div class="line">When holy and devout religious men</div>
                     <div class="line">Are at their beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence,</div>
                     <div class="line">So sweet is zealous contemplation.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GLOUCESTER aloft, between two Bishops.
CATESBY returns</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Mayor</div>
                     <div class="line">See, where he stands between two clergymen!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Two props of virtue for a Christian prince,</div>
                     <div class="line">To stay him from the fall of vanity:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, see, a book of prayer in his hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">True ornaments to know a holy man.</div>
                     <div class="line">Famous Plantagenet, most gracious prince,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lend favourable ears to our request;</div>
                     <div class="line">And pardon us the interruption</div>
                     <div class="line">Of thy devotion and right Christian zeal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, there needs no such apology:</div>
                     <div class="line">I rather do beseech you pardon me,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, earnest in the service of my God,</div>
                     <div class="line">Neglect the visitation of my friends.</div>
                     <div class="line">But, leaving this, what is your grace's pleasure?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Even that, I hope, which pleaseth God above,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all good men of this ungovern'd isle.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I do suspect I have done some offence</div>
                     <div class="line">That seems disgracious in the city's eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">And that you come to reprehend my ignorance.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">You have, my lord: would it might please your grace,</div>
                     <div class="line">At our entreaties, to amend that fault!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Else wherefore breathe I in a Christian land?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Then know, it is your fault that you resign</div>
                     <div class="line">The supreme seat, the throne majestical,</div>
                     <div class="line">The scepter'd office of your ancestors,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your state of fortune and your due of birth,</div>
                     <div class="line">The lineal glory of your royal house,</div>
                     <div class="line">To the corruption of a blemished stock:</div>
                     <div class="line">Whilst, in the mildness of your sleepy thoughts,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which here we waken to our country's good,</div>
                     <div class="line">This noble isle doth want her proper limbs;</div>
                     <div class="line">Her face defaced with scars of infamy,</div>
                     <div class="line">Her royal stock graft with ignoble plants,</div>
                     <div class="line">And almost shoulder'd in the swallowing gulf</div>
                     <div class="line">Of blind forgetfulness and dark oblivion.</div>
                     <div class="line">Which to recure, we heartily solicit</div>
                     <div class="line">Your gracious self to take on you the charge</div>
                     <div class="line">And kingly government of this your land,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not as protector, steward, substitute,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or lowly factor for another's gain;</div>
                     <div class="line">But as successively from blood to blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your right of birth, your empery, your own.</div>
                     <div class="line">For this, consorted with the citizens,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your very worshipful and loving friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">And by their vehement instigation,</div>
                     <div class="line">In this just suit come I to move your grace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I know not whether to depart in silence,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or bitterly to speak in your reproof.</div>
                     <div class="line">Best fitteth my degree or your condition</div>
                     <div class="line">If not to answer, you might haply think</div>
                     <div class="line">Tongue-tied ambition, not replying, yielded</div>
                     <div class="line">To bear the golden yoke of sovereignty,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which fondly you would here impose on me;</div>
                     <div class="line">If to reprove you for this suit of yours,</div>
                     <div class="line">So season'd with your faithful love to me.</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, on the other side, I cheque'd my friends.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, to speak, and to avoid the first,</div>
                     <div class="line">And then, in speaking, not to incur the last,</div>
                     <div class="line">Definitively thus I answer you.</div>
                     <div class="line">Your love deserves my thanks; but my desert</div>
                     <div class="line">Unmeritable shuns your high request.</div>
                     <div class="line">First if all obstacles were cut away,</div>
                     <div class="line">And that my path were even to the crown,</div>
                     <div class="line">As my ripe revenue and due by birth</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet so much is my poverty of spirit,</div>
                     <div class="line">So mighty and so many my defects,</div>
                     <div class="line">As I had rather hide me from my greatness,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being a bark to brook no mighty sea,</div>
                     <div class="line">Than in my greatness covet to be hid,</div>
                     <div class="line">And in the vapour of my glory smother'd.</div>
                     <div class="line">But, God be thank'd, there's no need of me,</div>
                     <div class="line">And much I need to help you, if need were;</div>
                     <div class="line">The royal tree hath left us royal fruit,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which, mellow'd by the stealing hours of time,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will well become the seat of majesty,</div>
                     <div class="line">And make, no doubt, us happy by his reign.</div>
                     <div class="line">On him I lay what you would lay on me,</div>
                     <div class="line">The right and fortune of his happy stars;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which God defend that I should wring from him!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, this argues conscience in your grace;</div>
                     <div class="line">But the respects thereof are nice and trivial,</div>
                     <div class="line">All circumstances well considered.</div>
                     <div class="line">You say that Edward is your brother's son:</div>
                     <div class="line">So say we too, but not by Edward's wife;</div>
                     <div class="line">For first he was contract to Lady Lucy--</div>
                     <div class="line">Your mother lives a witness to that vow--</div>
                     <div class="line">And afterward by substitute betroth'd</div>
                     <div class="line">To Bona, sister to the King of France.</div>
                     <div class="line">These both put by a poor petitioner,</div>
                     <div class="line">A care-crazed mother of a many children,</div>
                     <div class="line">A beauty-waning and distressed widow,</div>
                     <div class="line">Even in the afternoon of her best days,</div>
                     <div class="line">Made prize and purchase of his lustful eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">Seduced the pitch and height of all his thoughts</div>
                     <div class="line">To base declension and loathed bigamy</div>
                     <div class="line">By her, in his unlawful bed, he got</div>
                     <div class="line">This Edward, whom our manners term the prince.</div>
                     <div class="line">More bitterly could I expostulate,</div>
                     <div class="line">Save that, for reverence to some alive,</div>
                     <div class="line">I give a sparing limit to my tongue.</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, good my lord, take to your royal self</div>
                     <div class="line">This proffer'd benefit of dignity;</div>
                     <div class="line">If non to bless us and the land withal,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet to draw forth your noble ancestry</div>
                     <div class="line">From the corruption of abusing times,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto a lineal true-derived course.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Mayor</div>
                     <div class="line">Do, good my lord, your citizens entreat you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Refuse not, mighty lord, this proffer'd love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">O, make them joyful, grant their lawful suit!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Alas, why would you heap these cares on me?</div>
                     <div class="line">I am unfit for state and majesty;</div>
                     <div class="line">I do beseech you, take it not amiss;</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot nor I will not yield to you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">If you refuse it,--as, in love and zeal,</div>
                     <div class="line">Loath to depose the child, Your brother's son;</div>
                     <div class="line">As well we know your tenderness of heart</div>
                     <div class="line">And gentle, kind, effeminate remorse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which we have noted in you to your kin,</div>
                     <div class="line">And egally indeed to all estates,--</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet whether you accept our suit or no,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your brother's son shall never reign our king;</div>
                     <div class="line">But we will plant some other in the throne,</div>
                     <div class="line">To the disgrace and downfall of your house:</div>
                     <div class="line">And in this resolution here we leave you.--</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, citizens: 'zounds! I'll entreat no more.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">O, do not swear, my lord of Buckingham.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit BUCKINGHAM with the Citizens</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Call them again, my lord, and accept their suit.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ANOTHER</div>
                     <div class="line">Do, good my lord, lest all the land do rue it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Would you enforce me to a world of care?</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, call them again. I am not made of stone,</div>
                     <div class="line">But penetrable to your. kind entreats,</div>
                     <div class="line">Albeit against my conscience and my soul.</div>
                     <p>Re-enter BUCKINGHAM and the rest</p>
                     <div class="line">Cousin of Buckingham, and you sage, grave men,</div>
                     <div class="line">Since you will buckle fortune on my back,</div>
                     <div class="line">To bear her burthen, whether I will or no,</div>
                     <div class="line">I must have patience to endure the load:</div>
                     <div class="line">But if black scandal or foul-faced reproach</div>
                     <div class="line">Attend the sequel of your imposition,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your mere enforcement shall acquittance me</div>
                     <div class="line">From all the impure blots and stains thereof;</div>
                     <div class="line">For God he knows, and you may partly see,</div>
                     <div class="line">How far I am from the desire thereof.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Mayor</div>
                     <div class="line">God bless your grace! we see it, and will say it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">In saying so, you shall but say the truth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Then I salute you with this kingly title:</div>
                     <div class="line">Long live Richard, England's royal king!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lord Mayor</div>
                     <div class="speaker">Citizens</div>
                     <div class="line">Amen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow will it please you to be crown'd?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Even when you please, since you will have it so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow, then, we will attend your grace:</div>
                     <div class="line">And so most joyfully we take our leave.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLOUCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, let us to our holy task again.</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, good cousin; farewell, gentle friends.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.6">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 4. ACT IV</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  Before the Tower.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  London. The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.4">3. SCENE III.  The same.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.5">4. SCENE IV.  Before the palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.6">5. SCENE V.  Lord Derby's house.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  Before the Tower.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter, on one side, QUEEN ELIZABETH, DUCHESS OF
YORK, and DORSET; on the other, ANNE, Duchess of
Gloucester, leading Lady Margaret Plantagenet,
CLARENCE's young Daughter</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Who meets us here?  my niece Plantagenet</div>
                     <div class="line">Led in the hand of her kind aunt of Gloucester?</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, for my life, she's wandering to the Tower,</div>
                     <div class="line">On pure heart's love to greet the tender princes.</div>
                     <div class="line">Daughter, well met.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">God give your graces both</div>
                     <div class="line">A happy and a joyful time of day!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">As much to you, good sister! Whither away?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">No farther than the Tower; and, as I guess,</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the like devotion as yourselves,</div>
                     <div class="line">To gratulate the gentle princes there.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Kind sister, thanks: we'll enter all together.</div>
                     <p>Enter BRAKENBURY</p>
                     <div class="line">And, in good time, here the lieutenant comes.</div>
                     <div class="line">Master lieutenant, pray you, by your leave,</div>
                     <div class="line">How doth the prince, and my young son of York?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">Right well, dear madam. By your patience,</div>
                     <div class="line">I may not suffer you to visit them;</div>
                     <div class="line">The king hath straitly charged the contrary.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">The king! why, who's that?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">I cry you mercy: I mean the lord protector.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">The Lord protect him from that kingly title!</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath he set bounds betwixt their love and me?</div>
                     <div class="line">I am their mother; who should keep me from them?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I am their fathers mother; I will see them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Their aunt I am in law, in love their mother:</div>
                     <div class="line">Then bring me to their sights; I'll bear thy blame</div>
                     <div class="line">And take thy office from thee, on my peril.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BRAKENBURY</div>
                     <div class="line">No, madam, no; I may not leave it so:</div>
                     <div class="line">I am bound by oath, and therefore pardon me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <p>Enter LORD STANLEY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me but meet you, ladies, one hour hence,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I'll salute your grace of York as mother,</div>
                     <div class="line">And reverend looker on, of two fair queens.</div>
                     <p>To LADY ANNE</p>
                     <div class="line">Come, madam, you must straight to Westminster,</div>
                     <div class="line">There to be crowned Richard's royal queen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">O, cut my lace in sunder, that my pent heart</div>
                     <div class="line">May have some scope to beat, or else I swoon</div>
                     <div class="line">With this dead-killing news!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Despiteful tidings! O unpleasing news!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DORSET</div>
                     <div class="line">Be of good cheer: mother, how fares your grace?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">O Dorset, speak not to me, get thee hence!</div>
                     <div class="line">Death and destruction dog thee at the heels;</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy mother's name is ominous to children.</div>
                     <div class="line">If thou wilt outstrip death, go cross the seas,</div>
                     <div class="line">And live with Richmond, from the reach of hell</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, hie thee, hie thee from this slaughter-house,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lest thou increase the number of the dead;</div>
                     <div class="line">And make me die the thrall of Margaret's curse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor mother, wife, nor England's counted queen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">Full of wise care is this your counsel, madam.</div>
                     <div class="line">Take all the swift advantage of the hours;</div>
                     <div class="line">You shall have letters from me to my son</div>
                     <div class="line">To meet you on the way, and welcome you.</div>
                     <div class="line">Be not ta'en tardy by unwise delay.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">O ill-dispersing wind of misery!</div>
                     <div class="line">O my accursed womb, the bed of death!</div>
                     <div class="line">A cockatrice hast thou hatch'd to the world,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose unavoided eye is murderous.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORD STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, madam, come; I in all haste was sent.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">And I in all unwillingness will go.</div>
                     <div class="line">I would to God that the inclusive verge</div>
                     <div class="line">Of golden metal that must round my brow</div>
                     <div class="line">Were red-hot steel, to sear me to the brain!</div>
                     <div class="line">Anointed let me be with deadly venom,</div>
                     <div class="line">And die, ere men can say, God save the queen!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, go, poor soul, I envy not thy glory</div>
                     <div class="line">To feed my humour, wish thyself no harm.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">No! why?  When he that is my husband now</div>
                     <div class="line">Came to me, as I follow'd Henry's corse,</div>
                     <div class="line">When scarce the blood was well wash'd from his hands</div>
                     <div class="line">Which issued from my other angel husband</div>
                     <div class="line">And that dead saint which then I weeping follow'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">O, when, I say, I look'd on Richard's face,</div>
                     <div class="line">This was my wish: 'Be thou,' quoth I, ' accursed,</div>
                     <div class="line">For making me, so young, so old a widow!</div>
                     <div class="line">And, when thou wed'st, let sorrow haunt thy bed;</div>
                     <div class="line">And be thy wife--if any be so mad--</div>
                     <div class="line">As miserable by the life of thee</div>
                     <div class="line">As thou hast made me by my dear lord's death!</div>
                     <div class="line">Lo, ere I can repeat this curse again,</div>
                     <div class="line">Even in so short a space, my woman's heart</div>
                     <div class="line">Grossly grew captive to his honey words</div>
                     <div class="line">And proved the subject of my own soul's curse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which ever since hath kept my eyes from rest;</div>
                     <div class="line">For never yet one hour in his bed</div>
                     <div class="line">Have I enjoy'd the golden dew of sleep,</div>
                     <div class="line">But have been waked by his timorous dreams.</div>
                     <div class="line">Besides, he hates me for my father Warwick;</div>
                     <div class="line">And will, no doubt, shortly be rid of me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Poor heart, adieu! I pity thy complaining.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">No more than from my soul I mourn for yours.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, thou woful welcomer of glory!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">Adieu, poor soul, that takest thy leave of it!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To DORSET</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">Go thou to Richmond, and good fortune guide thee!</div>
                     <p>To LADY ANNE</p>
                     <div class="line">Go thou to Richard, and good angels guard thee!</div>
                     <p>To QUEEN ELIZABETH</p>
                     <div class="line">Go thou to sanctuary, and good thoughts possess thee!</div>
                     <div class="line">I to my grave, where peace and rest lie with me!</div>
                     <div class="line">Eighty odd years of sorrow have I seen,</div>
                     <div class="line">And each hour's joy wrecked with a week of teen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Stay, yet look back with me unto the Tower.</div>
                     <div class="line">Pity, you ancient stones, those tender babes</div>
                     <div class="line">Whom envy hath immured within your walls!</div>
                     <div class="line">Rough cradle for such little pretty ones!</div>
                     <div class="line">Rude ragged nurse, old sullen playfellow</div>
                     <div class="line">For tender princes, use my babies well!</div>
                     <div class="line">So foolish sorrow bids your stones farewell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  London. The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Sennet. Enter KING RICHARD III, in pomp, crowned;
BUCKINGHAM, CATESBY, a page, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand all apart Cousin of Buckingham!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">My gracious sovereign?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me thy hand.</div>
                     <p>Here he ascendeth his throne</p>
                     <div class="line">Thus high, by thy advice</div>
                     <div class="line">And thy assistance, is King Richard seated;</div>
                     <div class="line">But shall we wear these honours for a day?</div>
                     <div class="line">Or shall they last, and we rejoice in them?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Still live they and for ever may they last!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">O Buckingham, now do I play the touch,</div>
                     <div class="line">To try if thou be current gold indeed</div>
                     <div class="line">Young Edward lives: think now what I would say.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Say on, my loving lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, Buckingham, I say, I would be king,</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, so you are, my thrice renowned liege.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Ha! am I king? 'tis so: but Edward lives.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">True, noble prince.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">O bitter consequence,</div>
                     <div class="line">That Edward still should live! 'True, noble prince!'</div>
                     <div class="line">Cousin, thou wert not wont to be so dull:</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall I be plain? I wish the bastards dead;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I would have it suddenly perform'd.</div>
                     <div class="line">What sayest thou? speak suddenly; be brief.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Your grace may do your pleasure.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Tut, tut, thou art all ice, thy kindness freezeth:</div>
                     <div class="line">Say, have I thy consent that they shall die?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me some breath, some little pause, my lord</div>
                     <div class="line">Before I positively herein:</div>
                     <div class="line">I will resolve your grace immediately.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Aside to a stander by</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">The king is angry: see, he bites the lip.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">I will converse with iron-witted fools</div>
                     <div class="line">And unrespective boys: none are for me</div>
                     <div class="line">That look into me with considerate eyes:</div>
                     <div class="line">High-reaching Buckingham grows circumspect.</div>
                     <div class="line">Boy!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Know'st thou not any whom corrupting gold</div>
                     <div class="line">Would tempt unto a close exploit of death?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I know a discontented gentleman,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose humble means match not his haughty mind:</div>
                     <div class="line">Gold were as good as twenty orators,</div>
                     <div class="line">And will, no doubt, tempt him to any thing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">What is his name?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Page</div>
                     <div class="line">His name, my lord, is Tyrrel.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">I partly know the man: go, call him hither.</div>
                     <p>Exit Page</p>
                     <div class="line">The deep-revolving witty Buckingham</div>
                     <div class="line">No more shall be the neighbour to my counsel:</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath he so long held out with me untired,</div>
                     <div class="line">And stops he now for breath?</div>
                     <p>Enter STANLEY</p>
                     <div class="line">How now! what news with you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I hear the Marquis Dorset's fled</div>
                     <div class="line">To Richmond, in those parts beyond the sea</div>
                     <div class="line">Where he abides.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Stands apart</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Catesby!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Rumour it abroad</div>
                     <div class="line">That Anne, my wife, is sick and like to die:</div>
                     <div class="line">I will take order for her keeping close.</div>
                     <div class="line">Inquire me out some mean-born gentleman,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whom I will marry straight to Clarence' daughter:</div>
                     <div class="line">The boy is foolish, and I fear not him.</div>
                     <div class="line">Look, how thou dream'st! I say again, give out</div>
                     <div class="line">That Anne my wife is sick and like to die:</div>
                     <div class="line">About it; for it stands me much upon,</div>
                     <div class="line">To stop all hopes whose growth may damage me.</div>
                     <p>Exit CATESBY</p>
                     <div class="line">I must be married to my brother's daughter,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or else my kingdom stands on brittle glass.</div>
                     <div class="line">Murder her brothers, and then marry her!</div>
                     <div class="line">Uncertain way of gain! But I am in</div>
                     <div class="line">So far in blood that sin will pluck on sin:</div>
                     <div class="line">Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye.</div>
                     <p>Re-enter Page, with TYRREL</p>
                     <div class="line">Is thy name Tyrrel?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TYRREL</div>
                     <div class="line">James Tyrrel, and your most obedient subject.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Art thou, indeed?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TYRREL</div>
                     <div class="line">Prove me, my gracious sovereign.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Darest thou resolve to kill a friend of mine?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TYRREL</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, my lord;</div>
                     <div class="line">But I had rather kill two enemies.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, there thou hast it: two deep enemies,</div>
                     <div class="line">Foes to my rest and my sweet sleep's disturbers</div>
                     <div class="line">Are they that I would have thee deal upon:</div>
                     <div class="line">Tyrrel, I mean those bastards in the Tower.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TYRREL</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me have open means to come to them,</div>
                     <div class="line">And soon I'll rid you from the fear of them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou sing'st sweet music. Hark, come hither, Tyrrel</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, by this token: rise, and lend thine ear:</div>
                     <p>Whispers</p>
                     <div class="line">There is no more but so: say it is done,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I will love thee, and prefer thee too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TYRREL</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis done, my gracious lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall we hear from thee, Tyrrel, ere we sleep?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TYRREL</div>
                     <div class="line">Ye shall, my Lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <p>Re-enter BUCKINGHAM</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord, I have consider'd in my mind</div>
                     <div class="line">The late demand that you did sound me in.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, let that pass. Dorset is fled to Richmond.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">I hear that news, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Stanley, he is your wife's son well, look to it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I claim your gift, my due by promise,</div>
                     <div class="line">For which your honour and your faith is pawn'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">The earldom of Hereford and the moveables</div>
                     <div class="line">The which you promised I should possess.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Stanley, look to your wife; if she convey</div>
                     <div class="line">Letters to Richmond, you shall answer it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">What says your highness to my just demand?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">As I remember, Henry the Sixth</div>
                     <div class="line">Did prophesy that Richmond should be king,</div>
                     <div class="line">When Richmond was a little peevish boy.</div>
                     <div class="line">A king, perhaps, perhaps,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">How chance the prophet could not at that time</div>
                     <div class="line">Have told me, I being by, that I should kill him?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, your promise for the earldom,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Richmond! When last I was at Exeter,</div>
                     <div class="line">The mayor in courtesy show'd me the castle,</div>
                     <div class="line">And call'd it Rougemont: at which name I started,</div>
                     <div class="line">Because a bard of Ireland told me once</div>
                     <div class="line">I should not live long after I saw Richmond.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, what's o'clock?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">I am thus bold to put your grace in mind</div>
                     <div class="line">Of what you promised me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, but what's o'clock?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the stroke of ten.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, let it strike.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Why let it strike?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Because that, like a Jack, thou keep'st the stroke</div>
                     <div class="line">Betwixt thy begging and my meditation.</div>
                     <div class="line">I am not in the giving vein to-day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then resolve me whether you will or no.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Tut, tut,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou troublest me; am not in the vein.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt all but BUCKINGHAM</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Is it even so? rewards he my true service</div>
                     <div class="line">With such deep contempt made I him king for this?</div>
                     <div class="line">O, let me think on Hastings, and be gone</div>
                     <div class="line">To Brecknock, while my fearful head is on!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  The same.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter TYRREL</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TYRREL</div>
                     <div class="line">The tyrannous and bloody deed is done.</div>
                     <div class="line">The most arch of piteous massacre</div>
                     <div class="line">That ever yet this land was guilty of.</div>
                     <div class="line">Dighton and Forrest, whom I did suborn</div>
                     <div class="line">To do this ruthless piece of butchery,</div>
                     <div class="line">Although they were flesh'd villains, bloody dogs,</div>
                     <div class="line">Melting with tenderness and kind compassion</div>
                     <div class="line">Wept like two children in their deaths' sad stories.</div>
                     <div class="line">'Lo, thus' quoth Dighton, 'lay those tender babes:'</div>
                     <div class="line">'Thus, thus,' quoth Forrest, 'girdling one another</div>
                     <div class="line">Within their innocent alabaster arms:</div>
                     <div class="line">Their lips were four red roses on a stalk,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which in their summer beauty kiss'd each other.</div>
                     <div class="line">A book of prayers on their pillow lay;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which once,' quoth Forrest, 'almost changed my mind;</div>
                     <div class="line">But O! the devil'--there the villain stopp'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Whilst Dighton thus told on: 'We smothered</div>
                     <div class="line">The most replenished sweet work of nature,</div>
                     <div class="line">That from the prime creation e'er she framed.'</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus both are gone with conscience and remorse;</div>
                     <div class="line">They could not speak; and so I left them both,</div>
                     <div class="line">To bring this tidings to the bloody king.</div>
                     <div class="line">And here he comes.</div>
                     <p>Enter KING RICHARD III</p>
                     <div class="line">All hail, my sovereign liege!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Kind Tyrrel, am I happy in thy news?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TYRREL</div>
                     <div class="line">If to have done the thing you gave in charge</div>
                     <div class="line">Beget your happiness, be happy then,</div>
                     <div class="line">For it is done, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">But didst thou see them dead?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TYRREL</div>
                     <div class="line">I did, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">And buried, gentle Tyrrel?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TYRREL</div>
                     <div class="line">The chaplain of the Tower hath buried them;</div>
                     <div class="line">But how or in what place I do not know.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Come to me, Tyrrel, soon at after supper,</div>
                     <div class="line">And thou shalt tell the process of their death.</div>
                     <div class="line">Meantime, but think how I may do thee good,</div>
                     <div class="line">And be inheritor of thy desire.</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell till soon.</div>
                     <p>Exit TYRREL</p>
                     <div class="line">The son of Clarence have I pent up close;</div>
                     <div class="line">His daughter meanly have I match'd in marriage;</div>
                     <div class="line">The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham's bosom,</div>
                     <div class="line">And Anne my wife hath bid the world good night.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, for I know the Breton Richmond aims</div>
                     <div class="line">At young Elizabeth, my brother's daughter,</div>
                     <div class="line">And, by that knot, looks proudly o'er the crown,</div>
                     <div class="line">To her I go, a jolly thriving wooer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter CATESBY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Good news or bad, that thou comest in so bluntly?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Bad news, my lord: Ely is fled to Richmond;</div>
                     <div class="line">And Buckingham, back'd with the hardy Welshmen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Is in the field, and still his power increaseth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Ely with Richmond troubles me more near</div>
                     <div class="line">Than Buckingham and his rash-levied army.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, I have heard that fearful commenting</div>
                     <div class="line">Is leaden servitor to dull delay;</div>
                     <div class="line">Delay leads impotent and snail-paced beggary</div>
                     <div class="line">Then fiery expedition be my wing,</div>
                     <div class="line">Jove's Mercury, and herald for a king!</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, muster men: my counsel is my shield;</div>
                     <div class="line">We must be brief when traitors brave the field.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  Before the palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter QUEEN MARGARET</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">So, now prosperity begins to mellow</div>
                     <div class="line">And drop into the rotten mouth of death.</div>
                     <div class="line">Here in these confines slily have I lurk'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">To watch the waning of mine adversaries.</div>
                     <div class="line">A dire induction am I witness to,</div>
                     <div class="line">And will to France, hoping the consequence</div>
                     <div class="line">Will prove as bitter, black, and tragical.</div>
                     <div class="line">Withdraw thee, wretched Margaret: who comes here?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH and the DUCHESS OF YORK</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Ah, my young princes! ah, my tender babes!</div>
                     <div class="line">My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets!</div>
                     <div class="line">If yet your gentle souls fly in the air</div>
                     <div class="line">And be not fix'd in doom perpetual,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hover about me with your airy wings</div>
                     <div class="line">And hear your mother's lamentation!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Hover about her; say, that right for right</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath dimm'd your infant morn to aged night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">So many miseries have crazed my voice,</div>
                     <div class="line">That my woe-wearied tongue is mute and dumb,</div>
                     <div class="line">Edward Plantagenet, why art thou dead?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Plantagenet doth quit Plantagenet.</div>
                     <div class="line">Edward for Edward pays a dying debt.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Wilt thou, O God, fly from such gentle lambs,</div>
                     <div class="line">And throw them in the entrails of the wolf?</div>
                     <div class="line">When didst thou sleep when such a deed was done?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">When holy Harry died, and my sweet son.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Blind sight, dead life, poor mortal living ghost,</div>
                     <div class="line">Woe's scene, world's shame, grave's due by life usurp'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Brief abstract and record of tedious days,</div>
                     <div class="line">Rest thy unrest on England's lawful earth,</div>
                     <p>Sitting down</p>
                     <div class="line">Unlawfully made drunk with innocents' blood!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">O, that thou wouldst as well afford a grave</div>
                     <div class="line">As thou canst yield a melancholy seat!</div>
                     <div class="line">Then would I hide my bones, not rest them here.</div>
                     <div class="line">O, who hath any cause to mourn but I?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Sitting down by her</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">If ancient sorrow be most reverend,</div>
                     <div class="line">Give mine the benefit of seniory,</div>
                     <div class="line">And let my woes frown on the upper hand.</div>
                     <div class="line">If sorrow can admit society,</div>
                     <p>Sitting down with them</p>
                     <div class="line">Tell o'er your woes again by viewing mine:</div>
                     <div class="line">I had an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him;</div>
                     <div class="line">I had a Harry, till a Richard kill'd him:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hadst an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him;</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hadst a Richard, till a Richard killed him;</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I had a Richard too, and thou didst kill him;</div>
                     <div class="line">I had a Rutland too, thou holp'st to kill him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hadst a Clarence too, and Richard kill'd him.</div>
                     <div class="line">From forth the kennel of thy womb hath crept</div>
                     <div class="line">A hell-hound that doth hunt us all to death:</div>
                     <div class="line">That dog, that had his teeth before his eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">To worry lambs and lap their gentle blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">That foul defacer of God's handiwork,</div>
                     <div class="line">That excellent grand tyrant of the earth,</div>
                     <div class="line">That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy womb let loose, to chase us to our graves.</div>
                     <div class="line">O upright, just, and true-disposing God,</div>
                     <div class="line">How do I thank thee, that this carnal cur</div>
                     <div class="line">Preys on the issue of his mother's body,</div>
                     <div class="line">And makes her pew-fellow with others' moan!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">O Harry's wife, triumph not in my woes!</div>
                     <div class="line">God witness with me, I have wept for thine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Bear with me; I am hungry for revenge,</div>
                     <div class="line">And now I cloy me with beholding it.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy Edward he is dead, that stabb'd my Edward:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy other Edward dead, to quit my Edward;</div>
                     <div class="line">Young York he is but boot, because both they</div>
                     <div class="line">Match not the high perfection of my loss:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy Clarence he is dead that kill'd my Edward;</div>
                     <div class="line">And the beholders of this tragic play,</div>
                     <div class="line">The adulterate Hastings, Rivers, Vaughan, Grey,</div>
                     <div class="line">Untimely smother'd in their dusky graves.</div>
                     <div class="line">Richard yet lives, hell's black intelligencer,</div>
                     <div class="line">Only reserved their factor, to buy souls</div>
                     <div class="line">And send them thither: but at hand, at hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ensues his piteous and unpitied end:</div>
                     <div class="line">Earth gapes, hell burns, fiends roar, saints pray.</div>
                     <div class="line">To have him suddenly convey'd away.</div>
                     <div class="line">Cancel his bond of life, dear God, I prey,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I may live to say, The dog is dead!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">O, thou didst prophesy the time would come</div>
                     <div class="line">That I should wish for thee to help me curse</div>
                     <div class="line">That bottled spider, that foul bunch-back'd toad!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">I call'd thee then vain flourish of my fortune;</div>
                     <div class="line">I call'd thee then poor shadow, painted queen;</div>
                     <div class="line">The presentation of but what I was;</div>
                     <div class="line">The flattering index of a direful pageant;</div>
                     <div class="line">One heaved a-high, to be hurl'd down below;</div>
                     <div class="line">A mother only mock'd with two sweet babes;</div>
                     <div class="line">A dream of what thou wert, a breath, a bubble,</div>
                     <div class="line">A sign of dignity, a garish flag,</div>
                     <div class="line">To be the aim of every dangerous shot,</div>
                     <div class="line">A queen in jest, only to fill the scene.</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is thy husband now? where be thy brothers?</div>
                     <div class="line">Where are thy children? wherein dost thou, joy?</div>
                     <div class="line">Who sues to thee and cries 'God save the queen'?</div>
                     <div class="line">Where be the bending peers that flatter'd thee?</div>
                     <div class="line">Where be the thronging troops that follow'd thee?</div>
                     <div class="line">Decline all this, and see what now thou art:</div>
                     <div class="line">For happy wife, a most distressed widow;</div>
                     <div class="line">For joyful mother, one that wails the name;</div>
                     <div class="line">For queen, a very caitiff crown'd with care;</div>
                     <div class="line">For one being sued to, one that humbly sues;</div>
                     <div class="line">For one that scorn'd at me, now scorn'd of me;</div>
                     <div class="line">For one being fear'd of all, now fearing one;</div>
                     <div class="line">For one commanding all, obey'd of none.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus hath the course of justice wheel'd about,</div>
                     <div class="line">And left thee but a very prey to time;</div>
                     <div class="line">Having no more but thought of what thou wert,</div>
                     <div class="line">To torture thee the more, being what thou art.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou didst usurp my place, and dost thou not</div>
                     <div class="line">Usurp the just proportion of my sorrow?</div>
                     <div class="line">Now thy proud neck bears half my burthen'd yoke;</div>
                     <div class="line">From which even here I slip my weary neck,</div>
                     <div class="line">And leave the burthen of it all on thee.</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, York's wife, and queen of sad mischance:</div>
                     <div class="line">These English woes will make me smile in France.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">O thou well skill'd in curses, stay awhile,</div>
                     <div class="line">And teach me how to curse mine enemies!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Forbear to sleep the nights, and fast the days;</div>
                     <div class="line">Compare dead happiness with living woe;</div>
                     <div class="line">Think that thy babes were fairer than they were,</div>
                     <div class="line">And he that slew them fouler than he is:</div>
                     <div class="line">Bettering thy loss makes the bad causer worse:</div>
                     <div class="line">Revolving this will teach thee how to curse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">My words are dull; O, quicken them with thine!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN MARGARET</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy woes will make them sharp, and pierce like mine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Why should calamity be full of words?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Windy attorneys to their client woes,</div>
                     <div class="line">Airy succeeders of intestate joys,</div>
                     <div class="line">Poor breathing orators of miseries!</div>
                     <div class="line">Let them have scope: though what they do impart</div>
                     <div class="line">Help not all, yet do they ease the heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">If so, then be not tongue-tied: go with me.</div>
                     <div class="line">And in the breath of bitter words let's smother</div>
                     <div class="line">My damned son, which thy two sweet sons smother'd.</div>
                     <div class="line">I hear his drum: be copious in exclaims.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter KING RICHARD III, marching, with drums and trumpets</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Who intercepts my expedition?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">O, she that might have intercepted thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">By strangling thee in her accursed womb</div>
                     <div class="line">From all the slaughters, wretch, that thou hast done!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Hidest thou that forehead with a golden crown,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where should be graven, if that right were right,</div>
                     <div class="line">The slaughter of the prince that owed that crown,</div>
                     <div class="line">And the dire death of my two sons and brothers?</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell me, thou villain slave, where are my children?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou toad, thou toad, where is thy brother Clarence?</div>
                     <div class="line">And little Ned Plantagenet, his son?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is kind Hastings, Rivers, Vaughan, Grey?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">A flourish, trumpets! strike alarum, drums!</div>
                     <div class="line">Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale women</div>
                     <div class="line">Rail on the Lord's enointed: strike, I say!</div>
                     <p>Flourish. Alarums</p>
                     <div class="line">Either be patient, and entreat me fair,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or with the clamorous report of war</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus will I drown your exclamations.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Art thou my son?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, I thank God, my father, and yourself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Then patiently hear my impatience.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, I have a touch of your condition,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which cannot brook the accent of reproof.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">O, let me speak!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Do then: but I'll not hear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I will be mild and gentle in my speech.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">And brief, good mother; for I am in haste.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Art thou so hasty? I have stay'd for thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">God knows, in anguish, pain and agony.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">And came I not at last to comfort you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">No, by the holy rood, thou know'st it well,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou camest on earth to make the earth my hell.</div>
                     <div class="line">A grievous burthen was thy birth to me;</div>
                     <div class="line">Tetchy and wayward was thy infancy;</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy school-days frightful, desperate, wild, and furious,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy prime of manhood daring, bold, and venturous,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy age confirm'd, proud, subdued, bloody,</div>
                     <div class="line">treacherous,</div>
                     <div class="line">More mild, but yet more harmful, kind in hatred:</div>
                     <div class="line">What comfortable hour canst thou name,</div>
                     <div class="line">That ever graced me in thy company?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Faith, none, but Humphrey Hour, that call'd</div>
                     <div class="line">your grace</div>
                     <div class="line">To breakfast once forth of my company.</div>
                     <div class="line">If I be so disgracious in your sight,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me march on, and not offend your grace.</div>
                     <div class="line">Strike the drum.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I prithee, hear me speak.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">You speak too bitterly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear me a word;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I shall never speak to thee again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">So.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DUCHESS OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Either thou wilt die, by God's just ordinance,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere from this war thou turn a conqueror,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or I with grief and extreme age shall perish</div>
                     <div class="line">And never look upon thy face again.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore take with thee my most heavy curse;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which, in the day of battle, tire thee more</div>
                     <div class="line">Than all the complete armour that thou wear'st!</div>
                     <div class="line">My prayers on the adverse party fight;</div>
                     <div class="line">And there the little souls of Edward's children</div>
                     <div class="line">Whisper the spirits of thine enemies</div>
                     <div class="line">And promise them success and victory.</div>
                     <div class="line">Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end;</div>
                     <div class="line">Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Though far more cause, yet much less spirit to curse</div>
                     <div class="line">Abides in me; I say amen to all.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Stay, madam; I must speak a word with you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I have no more sons of the royal blood</div>
                     <div class="line">For thee to murder: for my daughters, Richard,</div>
                     <div class="line">They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens;</div>
                     <div class="line">And therefore level not to hit their lives.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">You have a daughter call'd Elizabeth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Virtuous and fair, royal and gracious.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">And must she die for this? O, let her live,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her beauty;</div>
                     <div class="line">Slander myself as false to Edward's bed;</div>
                     <div class="line">Throw over her the veil of infamy:</div>
                     <div class="line">So she may live unscarr'd of bleeding slaughter,</div>
                     <div class="line">I will confess she was not Edward's daughter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Wrong not her birth, she is of royal blood.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">To save her life, I'll say she is not so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Her life is only safest in her birth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">And only in that safety died her brothers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Lo, at their births good stars were opposite.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">No, to their lives bad friends were contrary.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">All unavoided is the doom of destiny.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">True, when avoided grace makes destiny:</div>
                     <div class="line">My babes were destined to a fairer death,</div>
                     <div class="line">If grace had bless'd thee with a fairer life.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">You speak as if that I had slain my cousins.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Cousins, indeed; and by their uncle cozen'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Of comfort, kingdom, kindred, freedom, life.</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose hand soever lanced their tender hearts,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy head, all indirectly, gave direction:</div>
                     <div class="line">No doubt the murderous knife was dull and blunt</div>
                     <div class="line">Till it was whetted on thy stone-hard heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">To revel in the entrails of my lambs.</div>
                     <div class="line">But that still use of grief makes wild grief tame,</div>
                     <div class="line">My tongue should to thy ears not name my boys</div>
                     <div class="line">Till that my nails were anchor'd in thine eyes;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I, in such a desperate bay of death,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like a poor bark, of sails and tackling reft,</div>
                     <div class="line">Rush all to pieces on thy rocky bosom.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, so thrive I in my enterprise</div>
                     <div class="line">And dangerous success of bloody wars,</div>
                     <div class="line">As I intend more good to you and yours,</div>
                     <div class="line">Than ever you or yours were by me wrong'd!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What good is cover'd with the face of heaven,</div>
                     <div class="line">To be discover'd, that can do me good?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">The advancement of your children, gentle lady.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Up to some scaffold, there to lose their heads?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">No, to the dignity and height of honour</div>
                     <div class="line">The high imperial type of this earth's glory.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Flatter my sorrows with report of it;</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell me what state, what dignity, what honour,</div>
                     <div class="line">Canst thou demise to any child of mine?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Even all I have; yea, and myself and all,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will I withal endow a child of thine;</div>
                     <div class="line">So in the Lethe of thy angry soul</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou drown the sad remembrance of those wrongs</div>
                     <div class="line">Which thou supposest I have done to thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Be brief, lest that be process of thy kindness</div>
                     <div class="line">Last longer telling than thy kindness' date.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Then know, that from my soul I love thy daughter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">My daughter's mother thinks it with her soul.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">What do you think?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">That thou dost love my daughter from thy soul:</div>
                     <div class="line">So from thy soul's love didst thou love her brothers;</div>
                     <div class="line">And from my heart's love I do thank thee for it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Be not so hasty to confound my meaning:</div>
                     <div class="line">I mean, that with my soul I love thy daughter,</div>
                     <div class="line">And mean to make her queen of England.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Say then, who dost thou mean shall be her king?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Even he that makes her queen who should be else?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What, thou?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">I, even I: what think you of it, madam?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">How canst thou woo her?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">That would I learn of you,</div>
                     <div class="line">As one that are best acquainted with her humour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">And wilt thou learn of me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Madam, with all my heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Send to her, by the man that slew her brothers,</div>
                     <div class="line">A pair of bleeding-hearts; thereon engrave</div>
                     <div class="line">Edward and York; then haply she will weep:</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore present to her--as sometime Margaret</div>
                     <div class="line">Did to thy father, steep'd in Rutland's blood,--</div>
                     <div class="line">A handkerchief; which, say to her, did drain</div>
                     <div class="line">The purple sap from her sweet brother's body</div>
                     <div class="line">And bid her dry her weeping eyes therewith.</div>
                     <div class="line">If this inducement force her not to love,</div>
                     <div class="line">Send her a story of thy noble acts;</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell her thou madest away her uncle Clarence,</div>
                     <div class="line">Her uncle Rivers; yea, and, for her sake,</div>
                     <div class="line">Madest quick conveyance with her good aunt Anne.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come, you mock me; this is not the way</div>
                     <div class="line">To win our daughter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">There is no other way</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless thou couldst put on some other shape,</div>
                     <div class="line">And not be Richard that hath done all this.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Say that I did all this for love of her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, then indeed she cannot choose but hate thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">Having bought love with such a bloody spoil.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Look, what is done cannot be now amended:</div>
                     <div class="line">Men shall deal unadvisedly sometimes,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which after hours give leisure to repent.</div>
                     <div class="line">If I did take the kingdom from your sons,</div>
                     <div class="line">To make amends, Ill give it to your daughter.</div>
                     <div class="line">If I have kill'd the issue of your womb,</div>
                     <div class="line">To quicken your increase, I will beget</div>
                     <div class="line">Mine issue of your blood upon your daughter</div>
                     <div class="line">A grandam's name is little less in love</div>
                     <div class="line">Than is the doting title of a mother;</div>
                     <div class="line">They are as children but one step below,</div>
                     <div class="line">Even of your mettle, of your very blood;</div>
                     <div class="line">Of an one pain, save for a night of groans</div>
                     <div class="line">Endured of her, for whom you bid like sorrow.</div>
                     <div class="line">Your children were vexation to your youth,</div>
                     <div class="line">But mine shall be a comfort to your age.</div>
                     <div class="line">The loss you have is but a son being king,</div>
                     <div class="line">And by that loss your daughter is made queen.</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot make you what amends I would,</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore accept such kindness as I can.</div>
                     <div class="line">Dorset your son, that with a fearful soul</div>
                     <div class="line">Leads discontented steps in foreign soil,</div>
                     <div class="line">This fair alliance quickly shall call home</div>
                     <div class="line">To high promotions and great dignity:</div>
                     <div class="line">The king, that calls your beauteous daughter wife.</div>
                     <div class="line">Familiarly shall call thy Dorset brother;</div>
                     <div class="line">Again shall you be mother to a king,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all the ruins of distressful times</div>
                     <div class="line">Repair'd with double riches of content.</div>
                     <div class="line">What! we have many goodly days to see:</div>
                     <div class="line">The liquid drops of tears that you have shed</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall come again, transform'd to orient pearl,</div>
                     <div class="line">Advantaging their loan with interest</div>
                     <div class="line">Of ten times double gain of happiness.</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, then my mother, to thy daughter go</div>
                     <div class="line">Make bold her bashful years with your experience;</div>
                     <div class="line">Prepare her ears to hear a wooer's tale</div>
                     <div class="line">Put in her tender heart the aspiring flame</div>
                     <div class="line">Of golden sovereignty; acquaint the princess</div>
                     <div class="line">With the sweet silent hours of marriage joys</div>
                     <div class="line">And when this arm of mine hath chastised</div>
                     <div class="line">The petty rebel, dull-brain'd Buckingham,</div>
                     <div class="line">Bound with triumphant garlands will I come</div>
                     <div class="line">And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed;</div>
                     <div class="line">To whom I will retail my conquest won,</div>
                     <div class="line">And she shall be sole victress, Caesar's Caesar.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">What were I best to say? her father's brother</div>
                     <div class="line">Would be her lord? or shall I say, her uncle?</div>
                     <div class="line">Or, he that slew her brothers and her uncles?</div>
                     <div class="line">Under what title shall I woo for thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">That God, the law, my honour and her love,</div>
                     <div class="line">Can make seem pleasing to her tender years?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Infer fair England's peace by this alliance.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Which she shall purchase with still lasting war.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Say that the king, which may command, entreats.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">That at her hands which the king's King forbids.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Say, she shall be a high and mighty queen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">To wail the tide, as her mother doth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Say, I will love her everlastingly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">But how long shall that title 'ever' last?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweetly in force unto her fair life's end.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">But how long fairly shall her sweet lie last?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">So long as heaven and nature lengthens it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">So long as hell and Richard likes of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Say, I, her sovereign, am her subject love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">But she, your subject, loathes such sovereignty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Be eloquent in my behalf to her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">An honest tale speeds best being plainly told.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Then in plain terms tell her my loving tale.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Plain and not honest is too harsh a style.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Your reasons are too shallow and too quick.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">O no, my reasons are too deep and dead;</div>
                     <div class="line">Too deep and dead, poor infants, in their grave.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Harp not on that string, madam; that is past.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Harp on it still shall I till heart-strings break.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, by my George, my garter, and my crown,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Profaned, dishonour'd, and the third usurp'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">I swear--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">By nothing; for this is no oath:</div>
                     <div class="line">The George, profaned, hath lost his holy honour;</div>
                     <div class="line">The garter, blemish'd, pawn'd his knightly virtue;</div>
                     <div class="line">The crown, usurp'd, disgraced his kingly glory.</div>
                     <div class="line">if something thou wilt swear to be believed,</div>
                     <div class="line">Swear then by something that thou hast not wrong'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, by the world--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis full of thy foul wrongs.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">My father's death--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy life hath that dishonour'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, by myself--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Thyself thyself misusest.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Why then, by God--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">God's wrong is most of all.</div>
                     <div class="line">If thou hadst fear'd to break an oath by Him,</div>
                     <div class="line">The unity the king thy brother made</div>
                     <div class="line">Had not been broken, nor my brother slain:</div>
                     <div class="line">If thou hadst fear'd to break an oath by Him,</div>
                     <div class="line">The imperial metal, circling now thy brow,</div>
                     <div class="line">Had graced the tender temples of my child,</div>
                     <div class="line">And both the princes had been breathing here,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which now, two tender playfellows to dust,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy broken faith hath made a prey for worms.</div>
                     <div class="line">What canst thou swear by now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">The time to come.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">That thou hast wronged in the time o'erpast;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I myself have many tears to wash</div>
                     <div class="line">Hereafter time, for time past wrong'd by thee.</div>
                     <div class="line">The children live, whose parents thou hast</div>
                     <div class="line">slaughter'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ungovern'd youth, to wail it in their age;</div>
                     <div class="line">The parents live, whose children thou hast butcher'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Old wither'd plants, to wail it with their age.</div>
                     <div class="line">Swear not by time to come; for that thou hast</div>
                     <div class="line">Misused ere used, by time misused o'erpast.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">As I intend to prosper and repent,</div>
                     <div class="line">So thrive I in my dangerous attempt</div>
                     <div class="line">Of hostile arms! myself myself confound!</div>
                     <div class="line">Heaven and fortune bar me happy hours!</div>
                     <div class="line">Day, yield me not thy light; nor, night, thy rest!</div>
                     <div class="line">Be opposite all planets of good luck</div>
                     <div class="line">To my proceedings, if, with pure heart's love,</div>
                     <div class="line">Immaculate devotion, holy thoughts,</div>
                     <div class="line">I tender not thy beauteous princely daughter!</div>
                     <div class="line">In her consists my happiness and thine;</div>
                     <div class="line">Without her, follows to this land and me,</div>
                     <div class="line">To thee, herself, and many a Christian soul,</div>
                     <div class="line">Death, desolation, ruin and decay:</div>
                     <div class="line">It cannot be avoided but by this;</div>
                     <div class="line">It will not be avoided but by this.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, good mother,--I must can you so--</div>
                     <div class="line">Be the attorney of my love to her:</div>
                     <div class="line">Plead what I will be, not what I have been;</div>
                     <div class="line">Not my deserts, but what I will deserve:</div>
                     <div class="line">Urge the necessity and state of times,</div>
                     <div class="line">And be not peevish-fond in great designs.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall I be tempted of the devil thus?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, if the devil tempt thee to do good.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall I forget myself to be myself?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, if yourself's remembrance wrong yourself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">But thou didst kill my children.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">But in your daughter's womb I bury them:</div>
                     <div class="line">Where in that nest of spicery they shall breed</div>
                     <div class="line">Selves of themselves, to your recomforture.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall I go win my daughter to thy will?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">And be a happy mother by the deed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUEEN ELIZABETH</div>
                     <div class="line">I go. Write to me very shortly.</div>
                     <div class="line">And you shall understand from me her mind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Bear her my true love's kiss; and so, farewell.</div>
                     <p>Exit QUEEN ELIZABETH</p>
                     <div class="line">Relenting fool, and shallow, changing woman!</div>
                     <p>Enter RATCLIFF; CATESBY following</p>
                     <div class="line">How now! what news?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My gracious sovereign, on the western coast</div>
                     <div class="line">Rideth a puissant navy; to the shore</div>
                     <div class="line">Throng many doubtful hollow-hearted friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unarm'd, and unresolved to beat them back:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis thought that Richmond is their admiral;</div>
                     <div class="line">And there they hull, expecting but the aid</div>
                     <div class="line">Of Buckingham to welcome them ashore.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Some light-foot friend post to the Duke of Norfolk:</div>
                     <div class="line">Ratcliff, thyself, or Catesby; where is he?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Fly to the duke:</div>
                     <p>To RATCLIFF</p>
                     <div class="line">Post thou to Salisbury</div>
                     <div class="line">When thou comest thither--</div>
                     <p>To CATESBY</p>
                     <div class="line">Dull, unmindful villain,</div>
                     <div class="line">Why stand'st thou still, and go'st not to the duke?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">First, mighty sovereign, let me know your mind,</div>
                     <div class="line">What from your grace I shall deliver to him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">O, true, good Catesby: bid him levy straight</div>
                     <div class="line">The greatest strength and power he can make,</div>
                     <div class="line">And meet me presently at Salisbury.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">I go.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What is't your highness' pleasure I shall do at</div>
                     <div class="line">Salisbury?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, what wouldst thou do there before I go?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Your highness told me I should post before.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">My mind is changed, sir, my mind is changed.</div>
                     <p>Enter STANLEY</p>
                     <div class="line">How now, what news with you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">None good, my lord, to please you with the hearing;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor none so bad, but it may well be told.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Hoyday, a riddle! neither good nor bad!</div>
                     <div class="line">Why dost thou run so many mile about,</div>
                     <div class="line">When thou mayst tell thy tale a nearer way?</div>
                     <div class="line">Once more, what news?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">Richmond is on the seas.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">There let him sink, and be the seas on him!</div>
                     <div class="line">White-liver'd runagate, what doth he there?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">I know not, mighty sovereign, but by guess.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, sir, as you guess, as you guess?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">Stirr'd up by Dorset, Buckingham, and Ely,</div>
                     <div class="line">He makes for England, there to claim the crown.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Is the chair empty? is the sword unsway'd?</div>
                     <div class="line">Is the king dead? the empire unpossess'd?</div>
                     <div class="line">What heir of York is there alive but we?</div>
                     <div class="line">And who is England's king but great York's heir?</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, tell me, what doth he upon the sea?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless for that, my liege, I cannot guess.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless for that he comes to be your liege,</div>
                     <div class="line">You cannot guess wherefore the Welshman comes.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou wilt revolt, and fly to him, I fear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">No, mighty liege; therefore mistrust me not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is thy power, then, to beat him back?</div>
                     <div class="line">Where are thy tenants and thy followers?</div>
                     <div class="line">Are they not now upon the western shore.</div>
                     <div class="line">Safe-conducting the rebels from their ships!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">No, my good lord, my friends are in the north.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Cold friends to Richard: what do they in the north,</div>
                     <div class="line">When they should serve their sovereign in the west?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">They have not been commanded, mighty sovereign:</div>
                     <div class="line">Please it your majesty to give me leave,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll muster up my friends, and meet your grace</div>
                     <div class="line">Where and what time your majesty shall please.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, ay. thou wouldst be gone to join with Richmond:</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not trust you, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">Most mighty sovereign,</div>
                     <div class="line">You have no cause to hold my friendship doubtful:</div>
                     <div class="line">I never was nor never will be false.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Well,</div>
                     <div class="line">Go muster men; but, hear you, leave behind</div>
                     <div class="line">Your son, George Stanley: look your faith be firm.</div>
                     <div class="line">Or else his head's assurance is but frail.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STANLEY</div>
                     <div class="line">So deal with him as I prove true to you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <p>Enter a Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">My gracious sovereign, now in Devonshire,</div>
                     <div class="line">As I by friends am well advertised,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir Edward Courtney, and the haughty prelate</div>
                     <div class="line">Bishop of Exeter, his brother there,</div>
                     <div class="line">With many more confederates, are in arms.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter another Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">My liege, in Kent the Guildfords are in arms;</div>
                     <div class="line">And every hour more competitors</div>
                     <div class="line">Flock to their aid, and still their power increaseth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter another Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, the army of the Duke of Buckingham--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Out on you, owls! nothing but songs of death?</div>
                     <p>He striketh him</p>
                     <div class="line">Take that, until thou bring me better news.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">The news I have to tell your majesty</div>
                     <div class="line">Is, that by sudden floods and fall of waters,</div>
                     <div class="line">Buckingham's army is dispersed and scatter'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">And he himself wander'd away alone,</div>
                     <div class="line">No man knows whither.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">I cry thee mercy:</div>
                     <div class="line">There is my purse to cure that blow of thine.</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath any well-advised friend proclaim'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Reward to him that brings the traitor in?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Third Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">Such proclamation hath been made, my liege.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter another Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Fourth Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir Thomas Lovel and Lord Marquis Dorset,</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis said, my liege, in Yorkshire are in arms.</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet this good comfort bring I to your grace,</div>
                     <div class="line">The Breton navy is dispersed by tempest:</div>
                     <div class="line">Richmond, in Yorkshire, sent out a boat</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto the shore, to ask those on the banks</div>
                     <div class="line">If they were his assistants, yea or no;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who answer'd him, they came from Buckingham.</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon his party: he, mistrusting them,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hoisted sail and made away for Brittany.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">March on, march on, since we are up in arms;</div>
                     <div class="line">If not to fight with foreign enemies,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet to beat down these rebels here at home.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter CATESBY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">My liege, the Duke of Buckingham is taken;</div>
                     <div class="line">That is the best news: that the Earl of Richmond</div>
                     <div class="line">Is with a mighty power landed at Milford,</div>
                     <div class="line">Is colder tidings, yet they must be told.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Away towards Salisbury! while we reason here,</div>
                     <div class="line">A royal battle might be won and lost</div>
                     <div class="line">Some one take order Buckingham be brought</div>
                     <div class="line">To Salisbury; the rest march on with me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Flourish. Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.6">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>5. SCENE V.  Lord Derby's house.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter DERBY and SIR CHRISTOPHER URSWICK</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir Christopher, tell Richmond this from me:</div>
                     <div class="line">That in the sty of this most bloody boar</div>
                     <div class="line">My son George Stanley is frank'd up in hold:</div>
                     <div class="line">If I revolt, off goes young George's head;</div>
                     <div class="line">The fear of that withholds my present aid.</div>
                     <div class="line">But, tell me, where is princely Richmond now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CHRISTOPHER</div>
                     <div class="line">At Pembroke, or at Harford-west, in Wales.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">What men of name resort to him?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CHRISTOPHER</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir Walter Herbert, a renowned soldier;</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir Gilbert Talbot, Sir William Stanley;</div>
                     <div class="line">Oxford, redoubted Pembroke, Sir James Blunt,</div>
                     <div class="line">And Rice ap Thomas with a valiant crew;</div>
                     <div class="line">And many more of noble fame and worth:</div>
                     <div class="line">And towards London they do bend their course,</div>
                     <div class="line">If by the way they be not fought withal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Return unto thy lord; commend me to him:</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell him the queen hath heartily consented</div>
                     <div class="line">He shall espouse Elizabeth her daughter.</div>
                     <div class="line">These letters will resolve him of my mind. Farewell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.7">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 5. ACT V</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Salisbury. An open place.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE II.  The camp near Tamworth.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE III.  Bosworth Field.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. SCENE IV.  Another part of the field.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.6">5. SCENE V.  Another part of the field.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  Salisbury. An open place.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Sheriff, and BUCKINGHAM, with halberds,
led to execution</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Will not King Richard let me speak with him?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Sheriff</div>
                     <div class="line">No, my good lord; therefore be patient.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Hastings, and Edward's children, Rivers, Grey,</div>
                     <div class="line">Holy King Henry, and thy fair son Edward,</div>
                     <div class="line">Vaughan, and all that have miscarried</div>
                     <div class="line">By underhand corrupted foul injustice,</div>
                     <div class="line">If that your moody discontented souls</div>
                     <div class="line">Do through the clouds behold this present hour,</div>
                     <div class="line">Even for revenge mock my destruction!</div>
                     <div class="line">This is All-Souls' day, fellows, is it not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Sheriff</div>
                     <div class="line">It is, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then All-Souls' day is my body's doomsday.</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the day that, in King Edward's time,</div>
                     <div class="line">I wish't might fall on me, when I was found</div>
                     <div class="line">False to his children or his wife's allies</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the day wherein I wish'd to fall</div>
                     <div class="line">By the false faith of him I trusted most;</div>
                     <div class="line">This, this All-Souls' day to my fearful soul</div>
                     <div class="line">Is the determined respite of my wrongs:</div>
                     <div class="line">That high All-Seer that I dallied with</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath turn'd my feigned prayer on my head</div>
                     <div class="line">And given in earnest what I begg'd in jest.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus doth he force the swords of wicked men</div>
                     <div class="line">To turn their own points on their masters' bosoms:</div>
                     <div class="line">Now Margaret's curse is fallen upon my head;</div>
                     <div class="line">'When he,' quoth she, 'shall split thy heart with sorrow,</div>
                     <div class="line">Remember Margaret was a prophetess.'</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, sirs, convey me to the block of shame;</div>
                     <div class="line">Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  The camp near Tamworth.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter RICHMOND, OXFORD, BLUNT, HERBERT, and others,
with drum and colours</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus far into the bowels of the land</div>
                     <div class="line">Have we march'd on without impediment;</div>
                     <div class="line">And here receive we from our father Stanley</div>
                     <div class="line">Lines of fair comfort and encouragement.</div>
                     <div class="line">The wretched, bloody, and usurping boar,</div>
                     <div class="line">That spoil'd your summer fields and fruitful vines,</div>
                     <div class="line">Swills your warm blood like wash, and makes his trough</div>
                     <div class="line">In your embowell'd bosoms, this foul swine</div>
                     <div class="line">Lies now even in the centre of this isle,</div>
                     <div class="line">Near to the town of Leicester, as we learn</div>
                     <div class="line">From Tamworth thither is but one day's march.</div>
                     <div class="line">In God's name, cheerly on, courageous friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">To reap the harvest of perpetual peace</div>
                     <div class="line">By this one bloody trial of sharp war.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OXFORD</div>
                     <div class="line">Every man's conscience is a thousand swords,</div>
                     <div class="line">To fight against that bloody homicide.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERBERT</div>
                     <div class="line">I doubt not but his friends will fly to us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath no friends but who are friends for fear.</div>
                     <div class="line">Which in his greatest need will shrink from him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">All for our vantage. Then, in God's name, march:</div>
                     <div class="line">True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings:</div>
                     <div class="line">Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  Bosworth Field.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter KING RICHARD III in arms, with NORFOLK,
SURREY, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Here pitch our tents, even here in Bosworth field.</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Surrey, why look you so sad?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SURREY</div>
                     <div class="line">My heart is ten times lighter than my looks.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Norfolk,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORFOLK</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, most gracious liege.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Norfolk, we must have knocks; ha! must we not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORFOLK</div>
                     <div class="line">We must both give and take, my gracious lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Up with my tent there! here will I lie tonight;</div>
                     <div class="line">But where to-morrow?  Well, all's one for that.</div>
                     <div class="line">Who hath descried the number of the foe?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORFOLK</div>
                     <div class="line">Six or seven thousand is their utmost power.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, our battalion trebles that account:</div>
                     <div class="line">Besides, the king's name is a tower of strength,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which they upon the adverse party want.</div>
                     <div class="line">Up with my tent there! Valiant gentlemen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us survey the vantage of the field</div>
                     <div class="line">Call for some men of sound direction</div>
                     <div class="line">Let's want no discipline, make no delay,</div>
                     <div class="line">For, lords, to-morrow is a busy day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
               <p>Enter, on the other side of the field, RICHMOND,
Sir William Brandon, OXFORD, and others. Some of
the Soldiers pitch RICHMOND's tent</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">The weary sun hath made a golden set,</div>
                     <div class="line">And by the bright track of his fiery car,</div>
                     <div class="line">Gives signal, of a goodly day to-morrow.</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir William Brandon, you shall bear my standard.</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me some ink and paper in my tent</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll draw the form and model of our battle,</div>
                     <div class="line">Limit each leader to his several charge,</div>
                     <div class="line">And part in just proportion our small strength.</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Oxford, you, Sir William Brandon,</div>
                     <div class="line">And you, Sir Walter Herbert, stay with me.</div>
                     <div class="line">The Earl of Pembroke keeps his regiment:</div>
                     <div class="line">Good Captain Blunt, bear my good night to him</div>
                     <div class="line">And by the second hour in the morning</div>
                     <div class="line">Desire the earl to see me in my tent:</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet one thing more, good Blunt, before thou go'st,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is Lord Stanley quarter'd, dost thou know?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless I have mista'en his colours much,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which well I am assured I have not done,</div>
                     <div class="line">His regiment lies half a mile at least</div>
                     <div class="line">South from the mighty power of the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">If without peril it be possible,</div>
                     <div class="line">Good Captain Blunt, bear my good-night to him,</div>
                     <div class="line">And give him from me this most needful scroll.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon my life, my lord, I'll under-take it;</div>
                     <div class="line">And so, God give you quiet rest to-night!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">Good night, good Captain Blunt. Come gentlemen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us consult upon to-morrow's business</div>
                     <div class="line">In to our tent; the air is raw and cold.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>They withdraw into the tent</p>
               <p>Enter, to his tent, KING RICHARD III, NORFOLK,
RATCLIFF, CATESBY, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">What is't o'clock?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">It's supper-time, my lord;</div>
                     <div class="line">It's nine o'clock.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not sup to-night.</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me some ink and paper.</div>
                     <div class="line">What, is my beaver easier than it was?</div>
                     <div class="line">And all my armour laid into my tent?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">If is, my liege; and all things are in readiness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Good Norfolk, hie thee to thy charge;</div>
                     <div class="line">Use careful watch, choose trusty sentinels.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORFOLK</div>
                     <div class="line">I go, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Stir with the lark to-morrow, gentle Norfolk.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORFOLK</div>
                     <div class="line">I warrant you, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Catesby!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Send out a pursuivant at arms</div>
                     <div class="line">To Stanley's regiment; bid him bring his power</div>
                     <div class="line">Before sunrising, lest his son George fall</div>
                     <div class="line">Into the blind cave of eternal night.</div>
                     <p>Exit CATESBY</p>
                     <div class="line">Fill me a bowl of wine. Give me a watch.</div>
                     <div class="line">Saddle white Surrey for the field to-morrow.</div>
                     <div class="line">Look that my staves be sound, and not too heavy.</div>
                     <div class="line">Ratcliff!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Saw'st thou the melancholy Lord Northumberland?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Thomas the Earl of Surrey, and himself,</div>
                     <div class="line">Much about cock-shut time, from troop to troop</div>
                     <div class="line">Went through the army, cheering up the soldiers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">So, I am satisfied. Give me a bowl of wine:</div>
                     <div class="line">I have not that alacrity of spirit,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor cheer of mind, that I was wont to have.</div>
                     <div class="line">Set it down. Is ink and paper ready?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">It is, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Bid my guard watch; leave me.</div>
                     <div class="line">Ratcliff, about the mid of night come to my tent</div>
                     <div class="line">And help to arm me. Leave me, I say.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt RATCLIFF and the other Attendants</p>
               <p>Enter DERBY to RICHMOND in his tent, Lords and
others attending</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Fortune and victory sit on thy helm!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">All comfort that the dark night can afford</div>
                     <div class="line">Be to thy person, noble father-in-law!</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell me, how fares our loving mother?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">I, by attorney, bless thee from thy mother</div>
                     <div class="line">Who prays continually for Richmond's good:</div>
                     <div class="line">So much for that. The silent hours steal on,</div>
                     <div class="line">And flaky darkness breaks within the east.</div>
                     <div class="line">In brief,--for so the season bids us be,--</div>
                     <div class="line">Prepare thy battle early in the morning,</div>
                     <div class="line">And put thy fortune to the arbitrement</div>
                     <div class="line">Of bloody strokes and mortal-staring war.</div>
                     <div class="line">I, as I may--that which I would I cannot,--</div>
                     <div class="line">With best advantage will deceive the time,</div>
                     <div class="line">And aid thee in this doubtful shock of arms:</div>
                     <div class="line">But on thy side I may not be too forward</div>
                     <div class="line">Lest, being seen, thy brother, tender George,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be executed in his father's sight.</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell: the leisure and the fearful time</div>
                     <div class="line">Cuts off the ceremonious vows of love</div>
                     <div class="line">And ample interchange of sweet discourse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which so long sunder'd friends should dwell upon:</div>
                     <div class="line">God give us leisure for these rites of love!</div>
                     <div class="line">Once more, adieu: be valiant, and speed well!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">Good lords, conduct him to his regiment:</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll strive, with troubled thoughts, to take a nap,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lest leaden slumber peise me down to-morrow,</div>
                     <div class="line">When I should mount with wings of victory:</div>
                     <div class="line">Once more, good night, kind lords and gentlemen.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt all but RICHMOND</p>
                     <div class="line">O Thou, whose captain I account myself,</div>
                     <div class="line">Look on my forces with a gracious eye;</div>
                     <div class="line">Put in their hands thy bruising irons of wrath,</div>
                     <div class="line">That they may crush down with a heavy fall</div>
                     <div class="line">The usurping helmets of our adversaries!</div>
                     <div class="line">Make us thy ministers of chastisement,</div>
                     <div class="line">That we may praise thee in the victory!</div>
                     <div class="line">To thee I do commend my watchful soul,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere I let fall the windows of mine eyes:</div>
                     <div class="line">Sleeping and waking, O, defend me still!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Sleeps</p>
               <p>Enter the Ghost of Prince Edward, son to King Henry VI</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Ghost of Prince Edward</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To KING RICHARD III</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow!</div>
                     <div class="line">Think, how thou stab'dst me in my prime of youth</div>
                     <div class="line">At Tewksbury: despair, therefore, and die!</div>
                     <p>To RICHMOND</p>
                     <div class="line">Be cheerful, Richmond; for the wronged souls</div>
                     <div class="line">Of butcher'd princes fight in thy behalf</div>
                     <div class="line">King Henry's issue, Richmond, comforts thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Ghost of King Henry VI</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Ghost of King Henry VI</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To KING RICHARD III</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">When I was mortal, my anointed body</div>
                     <div class="line">By thee was punched full of deadly holes</div>
                     <div class="line">Think on the Tower and me: despair, and die!</div>
                     <div class="line">Harry the Sixth bids thee despair, and die!</div>
                     <p>To RICHMOND</p>
                     <div class="line">Virtuous and holy, be thou conqueror!</div>
                     <div class="line">Harry, that prophesied thou shouldst be king,</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth comfort thee in thy sleep: live, and flourish!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Ghost of CLARENCE</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Ghost of CLARENCE</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To KING RICHARD III</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow!</div>
                     <div class="line">I, that was wash'd to death with fulsome wine,</div>
                     <div class="line">Poor Clarence, by thy guile betrayed to death!</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow in the battle think on me,</div>
                     <div class="line">And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die!--</div>
                     <p>To RICHMOND</p>
                     <div class="line">Thou offspring of the house of Lancaster</div>
                     <div class="line">The wronged heirs of York do pray for thee</div>
                     <div class="line">Good angels guard thy battle! live, and flourish!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Ghosts of RIVERS, GRAY, and VAUGHAN</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Ghost of RIVERS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To KING RICHARD III</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow,</div>
                     <div class="line">Rivers. that died at Pomfret! despair, and die!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Ghost of GREY</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To KING RICHARD III</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">Think upon Grey, and let thy soul despair!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Ghost of VAUGHAN</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To KING RICHARD III</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">Think upon Vaughan, and, with guilty fear,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let fall thy lance: despair, and die!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">All</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To RICHMOND</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">Awake, and think our wrongs in Richard's bosom</div>
                     <div class="line">Will conquer him! awake, and win the day!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Ghost of HASTINGS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Ghost of HASTINGS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To KING RICHARD III</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">Bloody and guilty, guiltily awake,</div>
                     <div class="line">And in a bloody battle end thy days!</div>
                     <div class="line">Think on Lord Hastings: despair, and die!</div>
                     <p>To RICHMOND</p>
                     <div class="line">Quiet untroubled soul, awake, awake!</div>
                     <div class="line">Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Ghosts of the two young Princes</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Ghosts of young Princes</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To KING RICHARD III</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">Dream on thy cousins smother'd in the Tower:</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us be led within thy bosom, Richard,</div>
                     <div class="line">And weigh thee down to ruin, shame, and death!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy nephews' souls bid thee despair and die!</div>
                     <p>To RICHMOND</p>
                     <div class="line">Sleep, Richmond, sleep in peace, and wake in joy;</div>
                     <div class="line">Good angels guard thee from the boar's annoy!</div>
                     <div class="line">Live, and beget a happy race of kings!</div>
                     <div class="line">Edward's unhappy sons do bid thee flourish.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Ghost of LADY ANNE</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Ghost of LADY ANNE</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To KING RICHARD III</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">Richard, thy wife, that wretched Anne thy wife,</div>
                     <div class="line">That never slept a quiet hour with thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">Now fills thy sleep with perturbations</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow in the battle think on me,</div>
                     <div class="line">And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die!</div>
                     <p>To RICHMOND</p>
                     <div class="line">Thou quiet soul, sleep thou a quiet sleep</div>
                     <div class="line">Dream of success and happy victory!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy adversary's wife doth pray for thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Ghost of BUCKINGHAM</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Ghost of BUCKINGHAM</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>To KING RICHARD III</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">The last was I that helped thee to the crown;</div>
                     <div class="line">The last was I that felt thy tyranny:</div>
                     <div class="line">O, in the battle think on Buckingham,</div>
                     <div class="line">And die in terror of thy guiltiness!</div>
                     <div class="line">Dream on, dream on, of bloody deeds and death:</div>
                     <div class="line">Fainting, despair; despairing, yield thy breath!</div>
                     <p>To RICHMOND</p>
                     <div class="line">I died for hope ere I could lend thee aid:</div>
                     <div class="line">But cheer thy heart, and be thou not dismay'd:</div>
                     <div class="line">God and good angel fight on Richmond's side;</div>
                     <div class="line">And Richard falls in height of all his pride.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>The Ghosts vanish</p>
               <p>KING RICHARD III starts out of his dream</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me another horse: bind up my wounds.</div>
                     <div class="line">Have mercy, Jesu!--Soft! I did but dream.</div>
                     <div class="line">O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!</div>
                     <div class="line">The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight.</div>
                     <div class="line">Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh.</div>
                     <div class="line">What do I fear?  myself?  there's none else by:</div>
                     <div class="line">Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.</div>
                     <div class="line">Is there a murderer here?  No. Yes, I am:</div>
                     <div class="line">Then fly. What, from myself?   Great reason why:</div>
                     <div class="line">Lest I revenge. What, myself upon myself?</div>
                     <div class="line">Alack. I love myself. Wherefore?  for any good</div>
                     <div class="line">That I myself have done unto myself?</div>
                     <div class="line">O, no! alas, I rather hate myself</div>
                     <div class="line">For hateful deeds committed by myself!</div>
                     <div class="line">I am a villain: yet I lie. I am not.</div>
                     <div class="line">Fool, of thyself speak well: fool, do not flatter.</div>
                     <div class="line">My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,</div>
                     <div class="line">And every tongue brings in a several tale,</div>
                     <div class="line">And every tale condemns me for a villain.</div>
                     <div class="line">Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree</div>
                     <div class="line">Murder, stem murder, in the direst degree;</div>
                     <div class="line">All several sins, all used in each degree,</div>
                     <div class="line">Throng to the bar, crying all, Guilty! guilty!</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall despair. There is no creature loves me;</div>
                     <div class="line">And if I die, no soul shall pity me:</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, wherefore should they, since that I myself</div>
                     <div class="line">Find in myself no pity to myself?</div>
                     <div class="line">Methought the souls of all that I had murder'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Came to my tent; and every one did threat</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow's vengeance on the head of Richard.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter RATCLIFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">'Zounds! who is there?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Ratcliff, my lord; 'tis I. The early village-cock</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath twice done salutation to the morn;</div>
                     <div class="line">Your friends are up, and buckle on their armour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">O Ratcliff, I have dream'd a fearful dream!</div>
                     <div class="line">What thinkest thou, will our friends prove all true?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No doubt, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">O Ratcliff, I fear, I fear,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, good my lord, be not afraid of shadows.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night</div>
                     <div class="line">Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard</div>
                     <div class="line">Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers</div>
                     <div class="line">Armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond.</div>
                     <div class="line">It is not yet near day. Come, go with me;</div>
                     <div class="line">Under our tents I'll play the eaves-dropper,</div>
                     <div class="line">To see if any mean to shrink from me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
               <p>Enter the Lords to RICHMOND, sitting in his tent</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORDS</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, Richmond!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">Cry mercy, lords and watchful gentlemen,</div>
                     <div class="line">That you have ta'en a tardy sluggard here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORDS</div>
                     <div class="line">How have you slept, my lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">The sweetest sleep, and fairest-boding dreams</div>
                     <div class="line">That ever enter'd in a drowsy head,</div>
                     <div class="line">Have I since your departure had, my lords.</div>
                     <div class="line">Methought their souls, whose bodies Richard murder'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Came to my tent, and cried on victory:</div>
                     <div class="line">I promise you, my soul is very jocund</div>
                     <div class="line">In the remembrance of so fair a dream.</div>
                     <div class="line">How far into the morning is it, lords?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LORDS</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the stroke of four.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then 'tis time to arm and give direction.</div>
                     <p>His oration to his soldiers</p>
                     <div class="line">More than I have said, loving countrymen,</div>
                     <div class="line">The leisure and enforcement of the time</div>
                     <div class="line">Forbids to dwell upon: yet remember this,</div>
                     <div class="line">God and our good cause fight upon our side;</div>
                     <div class="line">The prayers of holy saints and wronged souls,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like high-rear'd bulwarks, stand before our faces;</div>
                     <div class="line">Richard except, those whom we fight against</div>
                     <div class="line">Had rather have us win than him they follow:</div>
                     <div class="line">For what is he they follow?  truly, gentlemen,</div>
                     <div class="line">A bloody tyrant and a homicide;</div>
                     <div class="line">One raised in blood, and one in blood establish'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">One that made means to come by what he hath,</div>
                     <div class="line">And slaughter'd those that were the means to help him;</div>
                     <div class="line">Abase foul stone, made precious by the foil</div>
                     <div class="line">Of England's chair, where he is falsely set;</div>
                     <div class="line">One that hath ever been God's enemy:</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, if you fight against God's enemy,</div>
                     <div class="line">God will in justice ward you as his soldiers;</div>
                     <div class="line">If you do sweat to put a tyrant down,</div>
                     <div class="line">You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain;</div>
                     <div class="line">If you do fight against your country's foes,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your country's fat shall pay your pains the hire;</div>
                     <div class="line">If you do fight in safeguard of your wives,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors;</div>
                     <div class="line">If you do free your children from the sword,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your children's children quit it in your age.</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, in the name of God and all these rights,</div>
                     <div class="line">Advance your standards, draw your willing swords.</div>
                     <div class="line">For me, the ransom of my bold attempt</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold face;</div>
                     <div class="line">But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt</div>
                     <div class="line">The least of you shall share his part thereof.</div>
                     <div class="line">Sound drums and trumpets boldly and cheerfully;</div>
                     <div class="line">God and Saint George! Richmond and victory!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
               <p>Re-enter KING RICHARD, RATCLIFF, Attendants
and Forces</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">What said Northumberland as touching Richmond?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">That he was never trained up in arms.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">He said the truth: and what said Surrey then?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">He smiled and said 'The better for our purpose.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">He was in the right; and so indeed it is.</div>
                     <p>Clock striketh</p>
                     <div class="line">Ten the clock there. Give me a calendar.</div>
                     <div class="line">Who saw the sun to-day?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Not I, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Then he disdains to shine; for by the book</div>
                     <div class="line">He should have braved the east an hour ago</div>
                     <div class="line">A black day will it be to somebody. Ratcliff!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RATCLIFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">The sun will not be seen to-day;</div>
                     <div class="line">The sky doth frown and lour upon our army.</div>
                     <div class="line">I would these dewy tears were from the ground.</div>
                     <div class="line">Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me</div>
                     <div class="line">More than to Richmond?  for the selfsame heaven</div>
                     <div class="line">That frowns on me looks sadly upon him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter NORFOLK</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORFOLK</div>
                     <div class="line">Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in the field.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, bustle, bustle; caparison my horse.</div>
                     <div class="line">Call up Lord Stanley, bid him bring his power:</div>
                     <div class="line">I will lead forth my soldiers to the plain,</div>
                     <div class="line">And thus my battle shall be ordered:</div>
                     <div class="line">My foreward shall be drawn out all in length,</div>
                     <div class="line">Consisting equally of horse and foot;</div>
                     <div class="line">Our archers shall be placed in the midst</div>
                     <div class="line">John Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Earl of Surrey,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall have the leading of this foot and horse.</div>
                     <div class="line">They thus directed, we will follow</div>
                     <div class="line">In the main battle, whose puissance on either side</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse.</div>
                     <div class="line">This, and Saint George to boot! What think'st thou, Norfolk?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORFOLK</div>
                     <div class="line">A good direction, warlike sovereign.</div>
                     <div class="line">This found I on my tent this morning.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>He sheweth him a paper</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Reads</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">'Jockey of Norfolk, be not too bold,</div>
                     <div class="line">For Dickon thy master is bought and sold.'</div>
                     <div class="line">A thing devised by the enemy.</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, gentleman, every man unto his charge</div>
                     <div class="line">Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls:</div>
                     <div class="line">Conscience is but a word that cowards use,</div>
                     <div class="line">Devised at first to keep the strong in awe:</div>
                     <div class="line">Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law.</div>
                     <div class="line">March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell</div>
                     <div class="line">If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell.</div>
                     <p>His oration to his Army</p>
                     <div class="line">What shall I say more than I have inferr'd?</div>
                     <div class="line">Remember whom you are to cope withal;</div>
                     <div class="line">A sort of vagabonds, rascals, and runaways,</div>
                     <div class="line">A scum of Bretons, and base lackey peasants,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whom their o'er-cloyed country vomits forth</div>
                     <div class="line">To desperate ventures and assured destruction.</div>
                     <div class="line">You sleeping safe, they bring to you unrest;</div>
                     <div class="line">You having lands, and blest with beauteous wives,</div>
                     <div class="line">They would restrain the one, distain the other.</div>
                     <div class="line">And who doth lead them but a paltry fellow,</div>
                     <div class="line">Long kept in Bretagne at our mother's cost?</div>
                     <div class="line">A milk-sop, one that never in his life</div>
                     <div class="line">Felt so much cold as over shoes in snow?</div>
                     <div class="line">Let's whip these stragglers o'er the seas again;</div>
                     <div class="line">Lash hence these overweening rags of France,</div>
                     <div class="line">These famish'd beggars, weary of their lives;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, but for dreaming on this fond exploit,</div>
                     <div class="line">For want of means, poor rats, had hang'd themselves:</div>
                     <div class="line">If we be conquer'd, let men conquer us,</div>
                     <div class="line">And not these bastard Bretons; whom our fathers</div>
                     <div class="line">Have in their own land beaten, bobb'd, and thump'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">And in record, left them the heirs of shame.</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall these enjoy our lands?  lie with our wives?</div>
                     <div class="line">Ravish our daughters?</div>
                     <p>Drum afar off</p>
                     <div class="line">Hark! I hear their drum.</div>
                     <div class="line">Fight, gentlemen of England! fight, bold yoemen!</div>
                     <div class="line">Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head!</div>
                     <div class="line">Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood;</div>
                     <div class="line">Amaze the welkin with your broken staves!</div>
                     <p>Enter a Messenger</p>
                     <div class="line">What says Lord Stanley? will he bring his power?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, he doth deny to come.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Off with his son George's head!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORFOLK</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, the enemy is past the marsh</div>
                     <div class="line">After the battle let George Stanley die.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">A thousand hearts are great within my bosom:</div>
                     <div class="line">Advance our standards, set upon our foes</div>
                     <div class="line">Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George,</div>
                     <div class="line">Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons!</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon them! victory sits on our helms.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  Another part of the field.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Alarum: excursions. Enter NORFOLK and forces
fighting; to him CATESBY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!</div>
                     <div class="line">The king enacts more wonders than a man,</div>
                     <div class="line">Daring an opposite to every danger:</div>
                     <div class="line">His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,</div>
                     <div class="line">Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.</div>
                     <div class="line">Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Alarums. Enter KING RICHARD III</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">CATESBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Withdraw, my lord; I'll help you to a horse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING RICHARD III</div>
                     <div class="line">Slave, I have set my life upon a cast,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I will stand the hazard of the die:</div>
                     <div class="line">I think there be six Richmonds in the field;</div>
                     <div class="line">Five have I slain to-day instead of him.</div>
                     <div class="line">A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.6">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>5. SCENE V.  Another part of the field.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Alarum. Enter KING RICHARD III and RICHMOND; they
fight. KING RICHARD III is slain. Retreat and
flourish. Re-enter RICHMOND, DERBY bearing the
crown, with divers other Lords</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">God and your arms be praised, victorious friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">Courageous Richmond, well hast thou acquit thee.</div>
                     <div class="line">Lo, here, this long-usurped royalty</div>
                     <div class="line">From the dead temples of this bloody wretch</div>
                     <div class="line">Have I pluck'd off, to grace thy brows withal:</div>
                     <div class="line">Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">Great God of heaven, say Amen to all!</div>
                     <div class="line">But, tell me, is young George Stanley living?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester town;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">What men of name are slain on either side?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DERBY</div>
                     <div class="line">John Duke of Norfolk, Walter Lord Ferrers,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir Robert Brakenbury, and Sir William Brandon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">RICHMOND</div>
                     <div class="line">Inter their bodies as becomes their births:</div>
                     <div class="line">Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled</div>
                     <div class="line">That in submission will return to us:</div>
                     <div class="line">And then, as we have ta'en the sacrament,</div>
                     <div class="line">We will unite the white rose and the red:</div>
                     <div class="line">Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction,</div>
                     <div class="line">That long have frown'd upon their enmity!</div>
                     <div class="line">What traitor hears me, and says not amen?</div>
                     <div class="line">England hath long been mad, and scarr'd herself;</div>
                     <div class="line">The brother blindly shed the brother's blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">The father rashly slaughter'd his own son,</div>
                     <div class="line">The son, compell'd, been butcher to the sire:</div>
                     <div class="line">All this divided York and Lancaster,</div>
                     <div class="line">Divided in their dire division,</div>
                     <div class="line">O, now, let Richmond and Elizabeth,</div>
                     <div class="line">The true succeeders of each royal house,</div>
                     <div class="line">By God's fair ordinance conjoin together!</div>
                     <div class="line">And let their heirs, God, if thy will be so.</div>
                     <div class="line">Enrich the time to come with smooth-faced peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">With smiling plenty and fair prosperous days!</div>
                     <div class="line">Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">That would reduce these bloody days again,</div>
                     <div class="line">And make poor England weep in streams of blood!</div>
                     <div class="line">Let them not live to taste this land's increase</div>
                     <div class="line">That would with treason wound this fair land's peace!</div>
                     <div class="line">Now civil wounds are stopp'd, peace lives again:</div>
                     <div class="line">That she may long live here, God say amen!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
      </article>
      <script src="../../resources/js/prism.js"/>
   </body>
</html>
<html>
   <head>
      <link href="../../resources/css/db-prism.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"/>
      <link href="../../resources/css/default.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"/>
      <link href="../../resources/css/prism.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"/>
      <link href="../../resources/css/publishers.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"/>
      <meta charset="utf-8"/>
      <meta content="DocBook XSL 2.0 Stylesheets Vxxx" name="generator"/>
      <script src="../../resources/js/dbmodnizr.js" type="text/javascript"/>
      <title>The Tragedy of Richard the Third</title>
   </head>
   <body>
      <article class="book" id="R.1">
         <header class="book-titlepage">
            <h1>The Tragedy of Richard the Third</h1>
         </header>
         <div class="lists-of-titles">
            <div class="toc">
               <p>
                  <b>Table of Contents</b>
               </p>
               <ul class="toc">
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.2">1. Dramatis Personae</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.3">1. ACT I</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  The same. Another street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE III.  The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.5">4. SCENE IV.  London. The Tower.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.4">2. ACT II</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE IV.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.5">3. ACT III</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  London. A street.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  Before Lord Hastings' house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. SCENE III.  Pomfret Castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.5">4. SCENE IV.  The Tower of London.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.6">5. SCENE V.  The Tower-walls.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.7">6. SCENE VI.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.8">7. SCENE VII.  Baynard's Castle.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.6">4. ACT IV</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  Before the Tower.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.4">3. SCENE III.  The same.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.5">4. SCENE IV.  Before the palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.6">5. SCENE V.  Lord Derby's house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.7">5. ACT V</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Salisbury. An open place.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE II.  The camp near Tamworth.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE III.  Bosworth Field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. SCENE IV.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.6">5. SCENE V.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
               </ul>
            </div>
         </div>
         <div class="content">
            <article class="preface" id="R.1.2">
               <header class="preface-titlepage">
                  <h2>Dramatis Personae</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="content">
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">KING EDWARD The Fourth</span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">EDWARD, Prince of Wales, afterwards King Edward V.</span>
                              <span class="personname">RICHARD, Duke of York </span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">sons to the King.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">GEORGE, Duke of Clarence</span>
                              <span class="personname">RICHARD, Duke of Gloucester, afterwards King Richard III.</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">brothers to the King.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">A young son of Clarence. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">HENRY, Earl of Richmond, afterwards King Henry VII.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">CARDINAL BOURCHIER, Archbishop of Canterbury. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">THOMAS ROTHERHAM, Archbishop of York. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">JOHN MORTON, Bishop of Ely. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">DUKE of BUCKINGHAM</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">DUKE of NORFOLK</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EARL of SURREY, His son. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EARL RIVERS, Brother to Elizabeth. </span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">MARQUIS OF DORSET</span>
                              <span class="personname">LORD GREY</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">Sons to Elizabeth.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EARL of OXFORD</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LORD HASTINGS</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LORD STANLEY, Called also EARL of DERBY. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LORD LOVEL</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR RICHARD RATCLIFF</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR WILLIAM CATESBY</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR JAMES TYRREL</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR JAMES BLOUNT</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR WALTER HERBERT</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR ROBERT BRAKENBURY, Lieutenant of the Tower. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">CHRISTOPHER URSWICK, A priest. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Another Priest. </span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">TRESSEL</span>
                              <span class="personname">BERKELEY</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">Gentlemen attending on the Lady Anne.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Lord Mayor of London. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Sheriff of Wiltshire. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">ELIZABETH, Queen to King Edward IV. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">MARGARET, Widow of King Henry VI. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">DUCHESS of YORK, Mother to King Edward IV.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LADY ANNE, Widow of Edward Prince of Wales, son to King Henry VI; afterwards married to Richard.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">A young Daughter of Clarence [MARGARET PLANTAGENET] </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Ghosts of those murdered by Richard III., Lords and other Attendants