Re-enter Bishop of Ely. Ely. Where is my Lord the Duke of Glocefter? I have fent for thefe ftrawberries. [morning; Haft. His Grace looks chearfully and fmooth this There's fome conceit, or other, likes him well, When that he bids good-morrow with fuch fpirit. I think, there's ne'er a man in christendom (15) Can leffer hide his love, or hate, than he; For by his face ftrait fhall you know his heart. Stanl. What of his heart perceive you in his face, By any likelihood he fhew'd to-day ? Haft. Marry, that with no man here he is offended: For were he, he had fhewn it in his looks. Re-enter Glocefter and Buckingham. Glo. I pray you all, tell me what they deferve,. Haft. The tender love I bear your Grace, my Lord, I fay, my Lord, they have deferved death. Glo. Then be your eyes the witness of their evil;, And this is Edward's wife, that monftrous witch, That by their witchcraft thus have marked me. Haft. If they have done this deed, my noble Lord- Talk'ft thou to me of Ifs? thou art a traitor- (15) I think, there's ne'er a man in chriftendom · Can leffer hide bis love, or hate, than be: For by bis face frait shall you know his heart.] The character here given of Richard, (tho' very falfly) exactly tallies with a fragment from one of Ennius's tragedies, quoted by Norius Marcellus.. -Ea Ego ingeniô -Natus fum, Amicitiam atque Inimicitiam in frontem promptam gera. I will not dine until I fee the fame. Manent Lovel and Catesby, with the Lord Haftings. Three times to-day my foot-cloth horfe did stumble, [dinner. Ready with every nod to tumble down Lov. Come, come, difpatch, 'tis bootlefs to exclaim. That ever wretched age hath look'd upon. (16) Lovel and Ratcliff, look that it be done.] There are two things to be obferv'd, which will warrant the variation I have made upon this paffage. The scene is here in the Tower: and Lord Haftings was cut off on that very day, when Rivers, Gray and Vaughan fuffer'd at Pomfret. How then could Ratcliff at the fame inftant be both in Yorkshire and the Tower? In the very scene preceding this, we find him conducting thofe gentlemen to the block. The players in their edition firft made the blunder, as to Ratcliff attending Lord Haftings to death for, in the old quarto, we find it rightly;Exeunt: Manet Catesby with Hastings. Come, Come, lead me to the block, bear him my head: [Exeunt. SCENE changes to the Tower-walls. Enter Glocester and Buckingham in rusty armour, Glo.Come, Ome, coufin, canft thou quake and change thy Murder thy breath in middle of a word, As if thou wert diftraught, and mad with terror ? Buck. Let me alone to entertain him. Lord Mayor, Enter the Lord Mayor, attended. Glo. Look to the draw-bridge there. Buck. Hark, a drum! Glo. Catefby; o'erlook the walls. Buck. Lord Mayor, the reafon we have fent- Glo. So dear I lov'd the man, that I muft weep: So fmooth he daub'd his vice with fhew of virtue, That That (his apparent open guilt omitted, I mean, his converfation with Shore's wife) Buck. Well, well, he was the covert'ft fhelter'd traitor- Glo. What! think you, we are Turks or infidels ? Or that we would, against the form of law, Proceed thus rafhly to the villain's death; But that the extreme peril of the cafe, The peace of England, and our person's safety Mayor. Now, fair befal you! he deferv'd his death; I never look'd for better at his hands, After he once fell in with mistress Shore. Buck. Yet had we not determin'd he should die, Mayor. But, my good Lord, your Grace's word fhall ferve, As well as I had feen and heard him speak : And do not doubt, right-noble Princes both, But I' acquaint our duteous citizens, With all your juft proceedings in this cafe. Glo. And to that end we wish'd your Lordfhip here, T'avoid the cenfures of the carping world. Buck. But fince you come too late of our intent, Yet witnefs, what, you hear, we did intend: And And fo, my good Lord Mayor, we bid farewel. Glo. Go after, after, coufin Buckingham. [Exit Mayor. The Mayor towards Guild-hall hies him in all post: Heir to the crown; meaning, indeed, his house, And beftial appetite in change of luft, Which stretch'd unto their fervants, daughters, wives,. Ev'n where his ranging eye, or favage heart, Without controll, lufted to make a prey. Nay, for a need, thus far come near my perfon: Glo. If you thrive well, bring them to Baynard's-caftle, [Exit Back. Glo. Go, Lovel, with all speed to doctor Shaw. Go thou to fryar Peuker; bid them both Meet me within this hour at Baynard's castle. [Exeunt Lov. and Cates. feverally. Now will I go to take fome privy order And |