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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 King Richard.
By thee was punched full of deadly holes :
Think on the Tower, and me; Despair, and die;
Harry the sixth bids theo despair and die.
Virtuous and boly, be thou conqueror !

[To Richmond. Harry, that prophesy'd thou shouldst be king, Doth comfort thee in thy sleep; Live, and Aourish!

The Ghost of Clarence rises.
Ghost. Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow!

(70 King Richard.
I, that was wash'd to death with fulsome wine,
Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death!
To-morrow in the battle think on me,
And fall thy edgeless sword; Despair, and die
Thou offspring of the house of Lancaster,

[To Richmond.
The wronged heirs of York do pray for thee;
Good angels guard thy battle! Live, and

flourish! The Ghosts of Riders, Grey, and Vaughan rise. Riv. Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow,

(70 King Richard. Rivers, that died at Pomfret! Despair, and die ! Grey. Think upon Grey, and let thy soul despair!

(79 King Richard. Vaug, Think upon

Vaughan ; and, with guilty fear, Let fall thy lance ! Despair, and die !

[70 King Richard. All. Awake! and think, our wronger in Richards Will conquer him ;-awake, and win the day!

The Ghost of Hastings rises.
Ghost. Bloody and guilty, guiltily awake;.

(76 King Richard.
And in a bloody battle end thy days!
Think on lord Hastings; and despair, and die !
Quiet untroubled soul, awake, awake!

[To Richmond. Am, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake!

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KING RICHARD III. Act 5,
The Ghosts of the two young Princes rise,
Ghosts. Dream on thy cousing, smother'd in the

Tower;
Let us be lead within thy bosom, Richard,
And weigh thee down to ruin, shame, and death!
Thy nephews' souls bid thee despair, and die.-

Sleep, Richmond, sleep in peace, and wake in joy;
Good angels guard thee from the boar's annoy!
Live, and beget a happy race of kings!
Edward's unhappy sons do bid thee flourish.

The Ghost of Queen Anne rises.
Ghost. Richard, thy wife, that wretched Anne

thy wife,
That never slept a quiet hour with thee,
Now fills thy sleep with perturbations:
To-morrow in the battle think on me,
And fall thy edgeless sword; Despair, and die !
Thou, quiet soul, sleep thou a quiet sleep;

[ 70 Richmond.
Dream of success and happy victory :
Thy adversary's wife doth pray for thee.

The Ghost of Buckingham rises. Ghost. The first was I, that help'd thee to the crown;

[To King Richard. The last was 1, that felt thy tyranny: 0, in the battle think on Buckingham, And die in terror of thy guiltiness! Dream on, dream on, of bloody deeds and death; Fainting, despair ; despairing, yield thy breath I died for hope, ere I could lend thee aid :

[75 Richmond. But cheer thy heart, and be thou not dismay'd : God and good angels fight on Richmond's side; And Richard falls in height of all his pride.

(The Ghosts vanish. King Richard starts

out of his dream.
X. Rich. Give me another horse, --bind up my

wounds,
Have mercy, Jesu !-Soft; I did bat dream.-
O coward conscience, how'dost thou afflict me !
The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight.
Cold fearfal drops stand on my trembling flesh.
What do I fear myselft

there's none else by : Richard loves Richard;

that is, I am I, Is there a murderer here? No ;-Yes; I am:

KING RICHARD III. 171
Then foy-What, from myself? Great Teazem :
Lest I revenge. What! Myself on myself?
I love myself. Wherefore for any good,
That I myself have done unto myself
0, no: alas, I rather hate myself
Por hateful deeds, committed by myself.
I am a pillain: Yet I lie, I am not.
Pool, of thyself speak well:-Pool, do not flatter,
My conscience hath a thousand several tigues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemng mne for a villain.

stern murder, in the dir'st degree;
All several sing, all usd in each degree,
Tatong to the bar, crying all -Guilty) guilty!
I shall despair.-There is no creature loves me
And, if I die, no soul will pity me :-
Nay, wherefore should they! since that I myself
Yud in myself no pity to myself.
Methought, the souls of all that I had murder'd
Came to my tent: and every one did threat
Tomorrow's vengeance on the head of Richard.

Enter RATCLIFF.
Rat. My lord,
K. Rich! Who's there!

Rat. Ratelif, may lord; ' tis 1. The early village cock
Hash twice done salutation to the morn;
Vea friends are up, and buckle on their armour.
K. Rich. O, Ratelit, I have dream'd a fearful

dream-
Wheelilakest thou? will our friends prote all true!
Rut. No doubt, my lord.

Ratcliff, I fear, I fear,
By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night
Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard,
Then can be substance of ten thousand soldiers,
Amed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond.

is not yet near day. Come, go with me;
Vader our tents I'll play the caves-dropper,
To hear, if any mean to shrink from me.

(Exeunt King Richard and Ratclif. Richmond takes. Enter OXFORD and Others. Larda, Good morTOW, Richmond.

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Then fly-What, from myself 1 Great reason:

Why?
Lest I revenge. What? Myself on myself ?
I love myself. Wherefore for aty good,
That I myself have done unto myselft
O, no : alas, I rather hate myself
For hateful deeds, committed by myself.
I am a villain : Yet I lie, I am not.
Fool, of thyself speak well :-Pool, do not flatter.
My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.
Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree,
Murder, atern murder, in the dir'st degree;
All several sins, all as'd in each degree,
Throng to the bar, örying all.-Guilty! guilty!
I shall despair. There is no creature loves me ;
And, if I die, no soul will pity me:
Nay, wherefore should they? since that I myself
Find in myself no pity to myself.
Methought, the souls of all that I had murder'd
Came

my and every one did threat
To-porrore's vengeance on the head of Richard.

Enter RATCLIFF.
Rat. My lord,
K. Rich. Who's there?
Rat. Ratcliff, my lord; 'tis I. The early village cock
Hath twice done salutation to the morn;
Your friends are up, and buckle on their armour.
K. Rich. O, Ratcliff, I have dream'd a fearful

dream
What thinkest thou ? will our friends prove all true!

Rat. No doubt, my lord.
K. Rich.

Ratcliff, I fear, I fear,
Rat. Nay, good my lord, be not afraid of shadows,

K. Rich. By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night
Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard,
Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers,
Armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond.
It is not yet near day. Come, go with me;
Under our tents I'll play the eaves-dropper,
To hear, if any mean to shrink from me.

[Exeunt King Richard and Ratcliff: Richmond takes. Enter OXFORD and Others. Lords. Good morrow, Richmond.

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Richm. 'Cry mercy, lords, and watchful gentle-
That you have ta'en a tardy sluggard here.
Lords. How have you slept, my lord ?
Hickm. The sweetest sleep, and fairest-boding

dreams,
That ever enter'd in a drowsy head,
Have I since your departure had, my lords.
Methought, their souls, whose bodies Richard mur-

der'd,
Came to my tent, and cried-On! victory!
I promise you, my heart is very jocund
In the remembrance of so fair a dream.
How far into the morning is it, lords?

Lords. Upon the stroke of four.
Richm. Why, then 'tis time to arm, and give

direction. [He advances to the Troops.
More than I have said, loving countrymen,
The leisure and enforcement of the time
Forbids dwell on : Yet remember this,-
God, and our good cause, fight upon our side ;
The prayers of holy saints, and wronged souls,
Like high-rear'a bulwarks, stand before our faces;
Richard except, those, whom we fight against,
Had rather have us win, than him they follow.
For what is he they follow? truly, gentlemen,
A bloody tyrant, and a homicide
One rais'a'in blood, and one in blood establish'd;
One that made means to come by what he hath,
And slaughter'd those that were the means to help
A base foul stone, made precious by the foil
Of England's chair, where he is falsely set;
One that hath ever been God's enemy:
Then, if you fight against God's enemy,
God will, in justice, ward you as his soldiers ;
If you do sweat to put a tyrant down,
You sleep in peace,

the tyrant being slain :
If you do fight against your country's foes,
Your country's fåt shall pay your pains the hire ;
If you do fight in safeguard of your wives,
Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors;
If you do free your children from the sword,
Your children's children quit it in your age.
Then, in the name of God, and all these rights,
Advance your standards, draw your willing swords:
For me, the ransom of my bold attempt

Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold face
But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt
The least of you shall share his part thereof.
Sound, drums and trumpets, holdly and cheerfully:
God, and Saint George Richmond, and victory!

[Exeunt.
Re-enter King RICHARD, RATCLIFF, A-

tendents, and Forces
K. Rich. What said Northumberland, as wuch-

ing Richmona!
Rat. That he was never trained op in sms.
X. Rich. He said the truth: And what said
Rat. He smild and said, The better for our purpose.

Surrey then!
K. Rich. He was i'the right; and so, indeed, itis.

Clock strikes
Tell the clock there.-Give me a calendar.-
Who saw the san to-day!
Re!.

Not I, my lord.
K. Rich. Then he disdains to shine; for, by the

book,
He should have birar'd the east an hour ago :
A black day will it be to somebody
Rat. My lord!
K. Rich. The sun will not be seen to-days
The sky doth frown and lour upon our artey.
I would, these dewy tears were from the ground.
Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me,
More than to Richmond í for the self-same heaven,
The Irowns on me, looks sadly apon him.

Enter NORFOLK
Ner.

Arm,amm, my lord; the foe vaunts in the weld.
X. Rich. Come, bustle, bustle ; -Caparison my
Call up lord Stanley, bid bim bring his power:-

will lead forth my soldiers to the plain,
And thus my battle shall be ordered.
by foreward shall be drawn out all in length,
Consisting equally of horse and foot;,
Ous archers shall be placed in the midst:
John dake of Norfolk, Thomas earl of Surrey,
Shall here the leading of this foot and horse.
They thras directed, we ourself will follow
In the mean teattle ; whose puissance on either side

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Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold face ;
But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt
The least of you shall share his part thereof.
Sound, drums and trumpets, boldly and cheerfully;
God, and Saint George! Richmond, and victory!

[Eseunt. Re-enter King RICHARD, RATCLIFF, Al

Tendants, and Forces.
K. Rich. What said Northumberland, as touch-

ing Richmond ?
Rat. That he was never trained up in arms.
K. Rich. He said the truth : And what said

Surrey then
Rat. He smild and said, the better for our purpose.
K. Rich. He was i'the right; and so, indeed, it is.

[Clock strikes.
Tell the clock there.-Give me a calendar. -
Who saw the sun to-day?
Ra'.

Not I, my lord.
X. Rick. Then he disdains to shine; for, by the

book,
He should have hrav'd the east an hour ago :
A black day will it be to somebody.
Ratcliff,

Rat. My lord !

X. Rich The sun will not be seen to-day
The sky doth frown and lour upon our army.
I would, these dewy tears were from the ground.
Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me,
More than to Richmond'! for the self-same heaven,
That frowns on me, looks sadly upon him.

Enter NORFOLK.
Nor. Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in the field.
K. Rich. Come, bustle, bustle ;-Caparison my

horse
Call up lord Stanley, bid him bring his power :-
I will lead forth my soldiers to the plain,
And thus my battle shall be ordered.
My foreward sball be drawn out all in length,
Consisting equally of horse and foot;
Our archers shall be placed in the midst :
John duke of Norfolk, Thomas earl of Surrey,
Shall have the leading of this foot and horse.
They thus directed, we ourself will follow
In the main battle, whose puissance on either side

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