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K.Edw. Peace, wilful boy, or I will charm your tongue:
Prince. I know my duty, you're undutiful :
[Stabs him. K. Edw. And take thou that, to end thy agony.
[Edw. Babs him. Cla. And there's for twitting me with perjury.
[Clar. fabs him. Queer. Oh, kill me too ! Glo. Marry, and fall.
[Ofers to kill ber. K. Edw. Hold, Richard, hold; for we have done too much. Gla. Why should the live, to fill the world with words? K.E.Whats doth the swoon? use means for her recov'ry,
Glo. Clarence, excuse me to the King my brother :
Cla, What? what?
you had, The thought of them would have stirr'd up remorfe ; But if you ever chance to have a child, Look, in his youth to have him so cut off; As, deathsmen ! you have rid this sweet young Prince.
K. Edzu. Away with her, go bear her hence by force.
Queen. Nay, never bear me hence, dispatch me here :
Clar. By heav'n, I will not do thee so much ease.
K. Edw. Away, I say; I charge ye, bear her hence.
[Exit Queenho K. Edw. Where's Richard gone?
Clar. To London all in poft; and, as I guess,
K. Edw. He's sudden, if a thing comes in his head.
SCENE changes to the Tower of London.
the Tower Walls.
OOD day, my Lord; what! at your book fo hard?
thould say rather ;
(24) Where is that devil's butcher,
And both prepostrous ; therefore, not good Lord.
Glo. Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; The thief doth fear each bush an officer.
K. Henry. The bird, that hath been limed in a bush, With trembling wings mif-doubteth ev'ry bull; And I, the hapless male to one sweet bird, Have now the fatal object in my eye, Where
my poor young was lim’d, was caught and kill'd.
K. Henry. I, Dedalus ; my poor boy, Icarus ;
(25) What scene of death barb Rofcius ncr to GET ?] Tho' I have not disturt'd the text here, I cannot but subjoin my friend's suspicion of it, in his own words. I believe, there never was a fillier core ruption than this reading; certainly introduced by some shallow. pated conceited fellow of the scene. For, in the first place, what fimilitude between Richard's murders, and Rofcius's scenes of death ? But what is still worse, Roscius was a Comedian, and not a Tragedian, Were a player here to be brought in by head and shoulders, it should have been Æsopus.-Roscius citatior, Ælopus gravior fuit ; quod Ille Comædias, hic Tragædias egit; says Quintilian. And to thew what kind of walk in playing Roscius 'was famous for, we seed only cite Tully, in his oration in behalf of that comedian ---Cujus perfonam præclare Rofcius in Scena tractare confuevit : neque tamen pro beneficio ei par gratia refertur. Nam Ballionem illum improbifsimum, & perjurisi. mum lenonem cum agit, agit Chæream.-(By the bye, had L'Abbe d'Aubignac remember'd this passage, he need not have made it a question in his La Practique du Theatre, whether Plautus's plays were acted after his death.) Now this being premised, I cannot but think that we ought to read;
What scene of death bath Richard now to act ? And this not only makes good sense of the line, but is infinitely more agreeable to the character of the speaker, and the circumstances he was then in.
Thy brother Edward ; and thyself, the sea,
Glo. Think'st thou, I am an executioner?
K. Henry. A persecutor, I am sure, thou art:
Glo. Thy fon I kill'd for his presumption.
K. Henry. Hadst thou been kill’d, when first thou didit Thou had it not liv’d to kill a son of mine. (presume, And thus I prophesy, that many a thousand, Which now mistrust no parcel of my fear, And many an old man's figh, and many a widow's, And many an orphan's water-standing eye, (Men for their fons, wives for their husbands fate, And orphans for their parents timeless death) Shall rue the hour that ever thou waft born. The owl shriek'd at thy birth, an evil sign; The night-crow cry'd, a boding luckless tune ; Dogs bowl'd, and hideous tempest shook down trees ; The raven rook'd her on the chimney's top, And chattering pyes in dismal discords sung: Thy mother felt more than a mother's pain, And yet brought forth less than a mother's hope ; To wit, an indigested deform'd lump, Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree. Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou wast born, To fignify thou cam'st to bite the world : And, if the rest be true which I have heard, Thou cam't into the world with thy legs forward. (26)
(26) And, if the reft be true which I bave beard, Thou cam A
| Had our editors had but a grain of sagacity, or due diligence, there could have been no room for this absurd break: since they might have ventur’d to fill it up with certainty too. The old quarto would have led them part of the way.
Thou cam'f into the world And that the verse is to be compleated in the manner I have given
Glo. I'll hear no more : die prophet in thy speech ;
[Stabs him. For this, amongst the rest, was I ordain’d.
K. Henry. Ay, and for much more slaughter after this O God ! forgive my fins, and pardon thee. [Dies.
Gl.. What! will th' aspiring blood of Lancaster
weeps for the poor King's death!
(Stabs him again.
Indeed, 'tis true tbat Henry told me of,
I came into the world with my legs forward. I can easily see, that this blank was caus'd by the nicety of the players, to supprefs an indecent idea. But, with fubmiflion, this was making but half a cure, unless they had expụng’d the repetition of it out of Richard's speech too.