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That high All-seer which I dallied with,
doth he force the swords of wicked men
[Exe. Buck. &c.
SCENE II. Plain near Tamworth. Enter, with drum and colours, RICH
MOND, OXFORD, Sir James BLUNT, Sir WALTER HERBERT, and others, with Forces, marching,
Richm. Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends, Bruis'd underneath the yoke of tyranny, Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we march'd on without impediment; And here receive we from our father Stanley Lines of fair comfort and encouragement. The wretched, bloody, and usurping boar, That spoil'd your summer fields, and fruitful vines, Swills your warm blood like wash, and makes his trough In your embowellid bosoms, this foul swine Lies now even in the centre of this isle, Near to the town of Leicester, as we learn : From Tamworth thither, is but one day's march. In God's name, cheerly on, courageous friends, To reap the harvest of perpetual peace By this one bloody trial of sharp war.
Oxf. Every man's conscience is a thousand swords, To fight against that bloody homicide,
Herb. I doubt not, but his friends will turn to us.
Blunt.He hath no friends, but who are friends for fear; Which, in his dearest need, will fly from him.
Rich. All for our vantage. Then,in God's name, march : True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings, Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings. (Exe.
SCENE III. Bosworth Field. Enter King RICHARD, and Forces ; the Duke
of NORFOLK, Earl of SURREY, and others. K.Ric Here pitch our tents,even here in Bosworth-field.
-My lord of Surrey, why look you so sad ?
Sur. My heart is ten times lighter than my looks.
we not ? Nor. We must both give and take, my loving lord. K.Rich. Up with my tent : Here will I lie to-night ;
[Soldiers begin to set up the King's Tent. But where, to morrow ?-Well, all's one for that.. Who hath descry'd the number of the traitor's ?
Nor. Six or seven thousand is their utmost power.
K. Rich. Why, our battalia trebles that account:
[Exeunt. Enter, on the other side of the field, RICHMOND, Sir WILLIAM
BRANDON, OXFORD, and other Lords. Some of the Soldiers pitch RICHMOND's Tent.
Richm. The weary sun hath made a golden set,
Blunt. Unless I have mista'en his colours much,
Richm. If without peril it be possible,
And give him from me this most needful note.
Blunt. Upon my life, my lord, I'll undertake it ;
[They withdraw into the Tent. Enter, to his Tent, King RICHARD, Norrolk, RATCLIFF, and
K.Rich. I will not sup to-night.-
Cate. It is, my liege ; and all things are in readiness.
K.Rich. Good Norfolk, hie thee to thy charge ;
Nor. I go, my lord.
[Exit. K.Rich. Ratcliff, Rai. My lord ?
K.Rich. Send out a pursuivant at arms
Rat. My lord ?
(3] A watch has many significations, but I should believe that it means in this place not a centinel, whicb would be regularly placed at the king's tent; nor an instrument to measure time, which was not used in that age, but a watch-light, a candle to burn by him; the light that afterwards burnt blue. Joh.
-I believe, that particular kind of candle is here meant, which was anciently called a watch, because, being marked out into sections, each of which was a certain portion of time in burning, it supplied the place of the more modo ern instruments by which we measure the hours. STEEY. 641 Staves are the wood of the lances. JOHNS.
Went through the army, cheering up the soldiers.
K.Rich. I am satisfied. Give me a bowl of wine :
Rat. It is, my lord.
[King RICHARD retires into his tent. Exe.Rat, and CAT. RICHMOND's Tent opens, and discovers him and his Officers. Enter
Rich. All comfort that the dark night can afford,
Stan. I, by attorney,“ bless thee from thy mother,
Rich. Good lords, conduct him to his regiment :
[Exeunt Lords, Sr. with STANLEY.  By deputation. JOHNS. 17] I will take the best opportunity to elude the dangers of this conjunc. Lure. JOHNS.  To peize, i.e. to weigh down, from peser, Fr. STĚEV.. 33*
o Thou ! whose captain I account myself,
tween the two Tents.
[To K. Rich Think, how thou stab’dst me in my prime of youth At Tewksbury ; Despair therefore, and die — Be cheerful, Richmond ; for the wronged souls Of butcher'd princes fight in thy behalf : King Henry's issue, Richmond, comforts thee.
The Ghost of King Henry the Sixth rises. Ghost. When I was mortal, my anointed body
[To K. Rich
The Ghost of CLARENCE rises.
[To K. Rich.
The Ghosts of RIVERS, GREY, and VAUGHAN, rise.
(70 K. Rich. 19] The allusion is to the ancient mace, HENLEY.