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154 KING RICHARD III. Act 4.
K. Rich. So.

Duch. Either thou wilt die, by God's just ordinance,
Ere from this war thou turn a conqueror;
Or I with grief and extreme age shall perish,
And never look upon thy face again.
Therefore, take with thee my most heavy curse;
Which, in the day of battle, tire thee more,
Than all the complete armour that thou wear'st!
My prayers on the adverse party fight;
And there the little souls of Edward's children
Whisper the spirits of thine enemies,
And promise them success and victory.
Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end;
Shame serves thy life, and doth thy death attend.
Q. Eliz. Though far more cause, yet much less

spirit to curse
Abides in me; I say amen to her.
K. Rich. Stay, madam, I must speak a word with

I have no more sons of the royal blood, For thee to murder: for my daughters, Richard,They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens ; And therefore level not to hit their lives.

K. Rich. You have a daughter call'd--Elizabeth,
Virtuous and fair, royal and gracious.

Q. Eliz. And must she die for this ? 0, let her live,
And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her beauty;
Slander myself, as false to Edward's bed;
Throw over her the veil of infamy:
So she may live unscarrid of bleeding slaughter,
I will

confess she was not Edward's daughter.
K. Rich. Wrong not her birth, she is of royal blood.
Q. Eliz. To save her life, l'il say-she is not so.
K. Rich. Her life is safest only

in her birth.
Elis. And only in that safety died her brothers.
K.Rich. Lo,at their births good stars were opposite.
Q.Eliz. No, to their lives bad friends were contrary.
K. Rich. Au unavoided is the doom of destiny.

2. Eliz. True, when avoided grace makes destiny:
If grace had bless'd thee with a fairer life.
K. Rich. You speak, as if that I had slain my

cousins. 2.Eliz. Cousins, indeed; and by their uncle cozen'd Pf comfort, kingdom, kindred, freedom, life. Whose hands soever lanc'd their tender hearts,

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Thy head, all indirectly, gave direction :
No doubt the murderous knife was dull and llon,

Till it was whetted on thy stone-hard heart,
To retel in the entrails of my lambs.
But that still use of grief makes wild grief tame,
My tongue should to thy ears not name my boys,
Till that my nails were anchor'd in thine eyes;
And I, in such a desperate bay of death,
Like a poor bark, of sails and tackling reit,
Rush all to pieces on the rocky bown.

K.Rich. Madam, so thrive in my enterprise,
And dangerous success of bloody wars,
As I intend more good to you and youn,
Than ever you or yours by me were harted!

Q. Elz. What good is cover'd with the face of
To be discover'd, that can do me good!
K. Rich. The advancement of your children, gentle

lady.
D. Elia: Up to some scaffold, there to love their

K. Rich. No, to the dignity and height of fortune,
The high imperial type of this earth's glory.
Q. Elis. Flatter my sorrows with report of it;
Tell me, what state, what dignity, what honour,
Canst thou demise to any child of mine?
K. Rich. Even all I have
So in of
Whách, thou supposest, I have done to ther.
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Be briel lest that the process of thy kindness
last longer telling than thy kindness' dare
K. Rich. Then

know, that from my soul, I love
thy daughter.
0. Eliz. My daughter's mother thinks it with

her soul.
K. Rich. What do you think?
Q. Elix. That thou dost love my daughter, froma

thy soul.
So, from thy soul's lore, didst thou love her brothers;
And, from my heart's love, I do thank thee for it.
K. Rich. Be not so hasty to confound my meaning:
I mean, that with my soul I love thy daughter,
And do intend to make her queen of England.
2. Elis. Well then, who dont thou mean shall

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Thy head, all indirectly, gave direction :
No doubt the murderous knife was dull and blunt,
Till it was whetted on thy stone-hard heart,
To revel in the entrails of my lambs.
But that still use of grief makes wild grief tame,
My tongue should to thy ears not name my boys,
Till that my nails were anchor'd in thine eyes;
And I, in such a desperate bay of death,
Like a poor bark, of sails and tackling reft,
Rush all to pieces on thy rocky bosom.

K. Rich. Madam, so thrive 1 in my enterprise,
And dangerous success of bloody wars,
As I intend more good to you and yours,
Than ever you or yours by me were harm'd!
Q. Eliz. What good is cover'd with the

face of
heaven,
To be discover'd, that can do me good ?
K, Rich. The advancement of your children, gentle

lady.
2. Eliz. Up to some scaffold, there to lose their

heads ?
K. Rich. No, to the dignity and height of fortune,
The high imperial type of this earth's glory.

Q. Eliz. Flatter my sorrows with report of it;
Tell me, what state, what dignity, what honour,
Canst thou demise to any child of mine?

K. Rich. Even all I have; ay, and myself and all,
Will I withal endow a child of thine;
So in the Lethe of thy angry soul
Thou drown the sad remembrance of those wrongs,
Which, thou supposest, I have done to thee.

Q.Eliz. Be briet, lest that the process of thy kindness
Last longer

telling than thy kindness' date.
K. Rich. Then know, that from my soul, I love

thy daughter.
2. Eliz. My daughter's mother thinks it with

her soul
K. Rich. What do you think?
Q. Eliz. That thou dost love my daughter, froma

thy soul.
So, from thy soul's love, didst thou love her brothers;
And, from my heart's love, I do thank thee for it.

K. Rich. Be not so hasty to confound my meaning:
I mean, that with my soul I love thy daughter,
And do intend to make her queen of England.
Q. Eliz. Well then, who dost thou mean shall

be her king?

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K. Rick. Even he, that makes her queen : Who

else should be ? 2. Elis. What, thou ? K. Rich.

Even so : What think Éliz. How canst thou woo her?

pon of it, madam! X. Rich.

That I would learn of you,
As one being best acquainted with her humour.
0. Eliz. And wilt thou learn of me?
K. Rick..

Madam, with all my heart.
Q. Elix. Send to her, by the man that slew her

brothers,
A pair of bleeding hearts; thereon engrave,
Edvard, and York; then, haply, will she weep:
Therefore present to her, -as sometime Margaret
Did to thy

father, steep'a in Rutland's blood, A handkerchief;

which, say to her, did drain
The purple sap, from her sweet brother's body,
And bid her wipe her weeping eyes withal.
If this inducement move her not to love,
Send her a letter of thy noble deeds;
Tell her, thou mad'st away her uncle Clarence,
Her uncle Rivers; ay, and, for her sake,
Mad'st quick conveyance with her good aunt Aune.

K. Rick. You mock me,madam; this is not the way
To win your daughter.

There is no other way;
Unless thou couldst put on some other shape,
And not be Richard that hath done all this.
K. Rich. Say, that I did all this for love of her.
b. Elix. Nay, then indeed, she cannot choose but

have thee,
Having bought love with such a bloody spoil.
K. Rich. Look, what is done cannot be now

amended:
Alen shall deal unadvisedly sometimes,
Which after-hours give leisure to repent.
If I did take the kingdom from your sons,

To make amends, I give it to your daughter.
If I have kill'd the issue of your womb,
To quicken your increase, I will beget
Mine issue of your blood upon your

daughter.
A grandam's name is little less in love,
Than is the doting title of a mother;
They are as children, bat one step below,
Even of your mettle, of your very blood;
Of all one pain,-save for a night of groane

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Endur'd of her, for whom you bid like sorrow.
Your children were vexation to your youth,
Butmine shall be a comfort to your age,
The loss, you have, is butason being king,
And, by that loss, your daughter is made queen.
I not make you what amends I would,
Therefore accept such kindness as I can.
Dorset your son., that, with a learful soul,

Leads discontented steps in foreign
This fair alliance quickly shall
To high promotions and great dignity
The king, that calls your beauteous daughter-wilt,
Familiarly shall call thy Dorset--brother
Again shåll you be mother to a king,
And all the ruins of distressful times
Repair'd with double riches of content.
What! we have many goodly days to see
The liquid drops of tears, that you have shed,
Shall come again, transform'd to orient pearls
Advantaging their loss, with interest
Of ten-times-double gain of happiness.
Go then, my mother, to thy daughter go;
Make bila ber bashful years with your experience;
Prepare her ears to hear a wooer's tale;
Per in het tender heart the aspiring flame
Oi galden sov'reignty; acquaint the princess
With the sweet silent hours of marriage
And when this sum of wine bath

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Bound with triumphant garlands

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Q. Eliz. What were I beat to say! ber father's

brother
Would be her lord! Or shall I say, her uncle!
Or, he that slew her brothers, and her uncles!
Vader what title shall I woo for thee,
That God, the law, my honour, and her love,
Can make seem pleasing to her tender years

K.Rich. Infer fair England's peace by this alliance.
Q. Elix. Which she shall purchase with still

Lasting war.
K. Rich. Tell her, the king, that may command,

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Ender'd of her, for whom you bid like porrow.
Your children were vexation to your youth,
But mine shall be a comfort to your age.
The loss, you have, is but a son being king,
And, by that loss, your daughter is made queen.
I cannot make you what amends I would,
Therefore accept such kindness as I can.
Dorset, your son, that, with a fearful soul,
Leads discontented steps in foreign soil,
This fair alliance quickly shall call home
To high promotions and great dignity:
The king, that calls your beauteous daughter, wife,
Familiarly shall call thy Dorset--brother;
Again shall you be mother to a king,
And all the ruins of distressful times
Repair'd with double riches of content.
What! we have many goodly days to see :
The liquid drops of tears, that you have shed,
Shall come again, transform'd to orient pearl;
Advantaging their loan, with interest
Of ten-times-double gain of happiness.
Go then, my mother, to thy daughter go;
Make bold her bashfal years with your experience
Prepare her ears to hear a wooer's tale ;
Put in her tender heart the aspiring flame
Of golden sov'reignty, acquaint the

princess
With the sweet silent hours of marriage joys :
And when this arm of mine hath chastised
Bound with triumphant garlands wili 1 come,

petty rebel, dull-brain'a Buckingham,
And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed;
To whom

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will retail my conquest won,
And she shall be sole victress, Cæsar's Casar.
Q. Elis. What were I best to say ! her father's

brother
Would be her lord? Or shall I say, her uncle !
Or, he that slew her brothers, and her uncles ?
Under what title shall I woo for thee,
That God, the law, my honour, and her love,
Can make seem pleasing to her tender years !

K. Rich. Infer fairEngland's peace by this alliance.
2. Elix. Which she shall purchase with still

lasting war.
K.Rich. Tell her, the king, that may command,

entreats.
0. Eliz. That at her hands, which the king's
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Act 4, K. Rick. Say,sheshall be a high and mighty queen. Q. Eliz, To wait the title, as her mother doth, K. Rick. Say, I will love her everlastingly. 0. Eliz. But how long shall that title, ever, last! *. Rich. Sweetly in force unto her fair life's end. 2. Eliz. But how long fairly shall her sweet life

last 1 K.Rich. As long as heaven, and nature, lengthens it. l. Eliz. As long as hell, and Richard, likes of it. K.Rich. Say, I, her sov'reign, am her subject low. l. Eliz. But, she, your subject, loaths such

soy'reignty.
X. Rich. Be eloquent in my behalf to her.
9. Eliz. An honest tale speeds best, being plainly

told.
K. Rich. Then in plain terms tell her my loving

tale.
9. Elix. Plain, and not honest, is too harsh a style.
K. Rich. Your reasons are too shallow and too

quick.
Q. Eliz. O,no,my reasons are too deep and dead;
Too deep, and dead, poor infants, in their graves.
K. Rich. Harp not on that string, madam ; that
Q. Eliz. Harp on it still shall I, till heart-strings

break.
X. Rick. Now, by my George, my garter, and

my crown, ... Elz. Profan'd, dishonour'd, and the third

usurp'a. X. Rich, I swear.

l. Eliz. By nothing; for this is no oath, Thy George, profan'a, hath lost his holy honour; Thy garter, blemish'd, pawn'd his knightly

virtue; Thy crown, usurp'd, disgrac'd his kingly glory: If something thou wouldst swear to be believ'd, Swear then by something, that thou hast not wrong'd. X. Rich. Now by the world,

'Tis full of thy foul wrongs.
A.
Rich. My father's death,

Thy life hath that dishonour'd.
X. Rich. Then, by myself,
K. Rich. Why then, by God,

Thyself is self-misus'a.
l. Eliz
If thou hadst fear'd to break an oath by him,

God's wrong is most of all. The unity, the king thy brother made,

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Had not been broken, not my brother slain.
If thon hadet fear'd ta break an oath by him,
The imperial metal, circling now thy head,
Hod grae'd the tender temples of my child;
And both the princes had been breathing here,
Which zow, two tender bed-fellows for dust,
Thy broken faith hath made a prey for worms.
What anst then swear by now!
K. Rich.

By the time to come.
2. Eliz. That thou hast wronged in the time d'ex-

past;
For myself have many tears to wash
Hereafter time, for time past, wong by thes.
The children live, whose parents thou hast slang-

ter'd,
Ungover' å youth, to wail it in their age:
'The parents live, whose children thou hast butcher'd,
Ola barren plants, to wail it in their age.
Swear not by time to come; far that thou hast
Misus'd ere usd, by times ill-u'd d'er-past.
K. Rich. As I intend to prosper, and repeat!
So thrive I in my dangerous attempt
Of hostile axmal myself myself confound!
Heaven, and fortune, bar me happy hours!
Day, yield me not thy Light; nor, night, thy rest!
Be opposite all planets of good luck
To my proceeding, if, with pure heart's love,
Immaculate devotion, holy toughts

princely daughter!

thine

to Herself, the land, and many a

decay:
It cannot be avoided, but by this;

It will not be avoided, but by this.
Therefore, dear mother, I must call you so,)
Be the attorney of my love to her,
Plead what I will be, not what I have been;
Not my deserts, but what I will deserve:
Urge the necessity and state of times,
And be not peevish found in great designs.

2. Eliz. Shall I be temple of the devil thus!
K. Rich, Ay, if the devil tempt thee to do good.
Q. Elia. Shall I forget myself, to be myself!
K.Rich
Q. Élix. But thou didst kill my children.

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