Before sun-rising, lest his son George fall Fill me a bowl of wine.-Give me a watch!! Look that my staves be sound, and not too heavy. Rat. My lord? [TO CATE. K. Rich. Saw'st thou the melancholy lord Northumberland? Rat. Thomas the earl of Surrey, and himself, Much about cock-shut time, from troop to troop, Went through the army cheering up the soldiers. K. Rich. So, I am satisfied. Give me a bowl of wine : I have not that alacrity of spirit, Nor cheer of mind, that I was wont to have. Set it down. Is ink and paper ready? Rat. It is, my lord. K. Rich. Bid my guard watch; leave me. [K. RICH. retires into his tent. Exeunt RAT. and CATE. RICHMOND's tent opens, and discovers him and his Officers, &c. Enter STANLEY. Stan. Fortune and victory sit on thy helm! Be to thy person, noble father-in-law ! Tell me how fares our noble mother? Stan. I, by attorney,2 bless thee from thy mother, Farewell: The leisure3 and the fearful time (1) Give me a watch. Watch means a watch-light, which was divided by marks, so as to indicate by its length what hour it was. (2) I by attorney, i.e. by deputy. (3) The leisure: leisure is here used for want of leisure. And ample interchange of sweet discourse, [Exeunt Lords, &c., with STANLEY. O Thou! whose captain I account myself, Ghost. Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow! [Sleeps. [TO KING RICHARD. Think, how thou stabb'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 KING RICHARD. By thee was punched full of deadly holes : Virtuous and holy, be thou conqueror! Ghost. Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow! [TO RICHM. [TO KING RICHARD. (1) Peise me down, i. e. weigh me down. (2) Harry, that prophesied thou shouldst be king. The prophecy here alluded to was uttered in one of the parts of Henry VI. I, that was wash'd to death with fulsome wine. [TO RICHM The Ghosts of RIVERS, GREY, and VAUGHAN rise. Riv. Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow, [To K. RICH. Rivers, that died at Pomfret! Despair, and die! Grey. Think upon Grey, and let thy soul despair! [To K. RICH. Vaugh. Think upon Vaughan; and, with guilty fear, Let fall thy lance! Despair, and die! All. Awake, and think, our wrongs in Richards bosom Will conquer him ;-awake, and win the day! Ghost. Bloody and guilty, guiltily awake, And in a bloody battle end thy days! [To K. RICH. [TO RICHM. [To K. RICH. The Ghost of HASTINGS rises. Think on lord Hastings; and despair, and die!— Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! The Ghosts of the two young Princes rise. [To RICHM. Ghosts. Dream on thy cousins smother'd in the Tower. Let us be laid 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; Edward's unhappy sons do bid thee flourish. The Ghost of QUEEN ANNE rises. Ghost. Richard, thy wife, that wretched Anne thy wife, Now fills thy sleep with perturbations: And fall thy edgeless sword: Despair, and die !— Thou, quiet soul, sleep thou a quiet sleep; Dream of success and happy victory; Thy adversary's wife doth pray for thee. The Ghost of BUCKINGHAM rises. [To RICHM. Ghost. The first was I that help'd thee to the crown: [To K. RICH. The last was I that felt thy tyranny: [To RICHM. [The Ghosts vanish. K. RICH. starts out of his dream. K. Rich. Give me another horse,-bind up my wounds,— Have mercy, Heaven!-Soft; I did but dream. O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! Is there a murtherer here? No;-Yes; I am : O, no: alas, I rather hate myself, I am a villain: Yet I lie, I am not. Fool, of thyself speak well:-Fool, do not flatter. Nay, wherefore should they? since that I myself Methought, the souls of all that I had murther'd Rat. My lord! Enter RATCLIFF. K. Rich. Who's there? (1) I died for hope, i. e. I died for wishing well to you. 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 !— K. Rich. [Exeunt KING RICHARD and RATCLIFF. RICHMOND wakes. Enter OXFORD and others. Lords. Good morrow, Richmond. Richm. 'Cry mercy, lords, and watchful gentlemen, That you have ta'en a tardy sluggard here. Lords. How have you slept, my lord? Richm. 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 murther'd, I promise you my heart is very jocund Richm. Why, then 'tis time to arm and give direction- More than I have said, loving countrymen, One rais'd in blood, and one in blood establish'd; |