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of you:

And chear his grace with quick and merry words. Whom God preserve better than you would wish !-

Queen. If he were dead, what would betide of me? Cannot be quiet scarce a breathing while,
Grey. No other harm than lofs of such a lord. But you must trouble him with lew'd complaints.
Diseen. The loss of such a lord includes all harms. Queen. Brother of Gloster, you mistake the mal-
Grey. The heavens have blets'd you with a good- The king-of his own royal disposition, [ter:
ly son,

And not provok'd by any suitor else ;
To be your comforter, when

Aiming, belike, at your interior hatred, Queen. Ah, he is young; and his minority That in your outward action Thews itself, Is put into the trust of Richard Gloster,

Against my children, brothers, and myself; A man that loves not me, nor none of you. Makes him to send ; that thereby he may gather

Riv. Is it concluded, he shall be protector ? The ground of your ill-will, and to remove it.

Queen. It is determin'd', not concluded yet : Glo. I cannot tell :-The world is grown so bad, But to it must be, if the king miscarry.

That wrens may prey where eagles dare not perch : Enter Buckingham, and Staniry. Since every Jack became a gentleman, Grey. Here come the lords of Buckingham and There's many a gentle person made a Jack. Stanley!

Queer. Come, come, we know your meaning, Buck. Good time of day unto your royal grace !

brother Gioiter ; Stanley. God make your majesty joyful as you You envy my advancement, and my friends : have been !

[of Stanley, God grant, we never may have need of you ! Queen. The countess Richmond, good my lord Glo. Meantime, God grants that we have need To your good prayer wil scarcely lay-Amen. Yet, Stanley, notwithstanding Me's your wife, Our brother is imprison'd by your means, And loves not me, be you, good lord, afsurd, Myself disgrac'd, and the nobility I hate not you for her proud arrogance.

Held in contempt ; while great promotions Stanley. I do beseech you, either not believe Are daily given, to enoble those

[noble. The envious flanders of her false accusers; That scarce, some two days since, were worth a Or, if she be accus'd on true report,

Queren. By Him, that rais'd me to this careful Bear with her wcakness, which, I think, proceeds from that contented hap which I enjoy'd, [height From wayward sickness, and no grounded malice. I never did incense his majesty Queen. Saw you the king do-day, my lord of Againít the duke of Clarence, but have been Stanley ?

An earnest advocate to plead for him. Stanley. But now the duke of Buckingham, and I, My lord, you do me hameful injury, Are come from visiting his majesty.

Faliely to draw me in these vile suípects. Queen. What likelihood of his amendment,lords: Glo. You may deny that you were not the cause Buck. Madam, good hope ; his grace speaks Of my lord Hattings' late imprisonment. chearfully.

(with him

Riv. She may, my lord ; forQueen. God grant him health! Did you confer Glo. She may, lord Rivers ?--why, who knows

Buck. Ay, madam: he desires to make atonement She may do more, fir, than denying that: Between the duke of Gloster and your brothers, She may help you to many fair preferments ; And between them and my lord chamberlain ; And then deny her aiding hand therein, And sent to warn 2 them to his royal presence. And lay those honours on your bigh desert. [the, Queen. 'Would all were well !—But that will What may the not? She may,--ay, marry, may never be ;

Riv. What, marry, may she? I fear, our happiness is at the height.

Gio. What, marry, may the marry with a king, Enter Glofter, Haflings, and Dorset. A batchelor, a handfome stripling too : Glo. They do me wrong, and I will not endure I wis, your grandam had a worfer match. Who are they, that complain unto the king, [it : Queer. My lord of Glofter, I have too long borne That I, forsooth, am 1tern, and love them not? Your blunt upbraidings, and vour bitter scotts : By holy Paul, they love his grace but lightly, By heaven, I will acquaint his majesty That fill his ears with such diilentious rumours. Of those grofs taunts I often have endur'd. Because I cannot flatter, and speak fair,

I had rather be a country fervant-maid, Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive, and cog, Than a great queen, with this condition Duck with French nods and apish courtely, To be so baited, scorn'd, and storined at : must be held a rancorous enemy.

Small joy have 1 in being England's queen. Cannot a plain man live, and think no harm,

Erler Queen Margaret, bebind. But thus his simple truth must be abus'd

2. Mar. And letsen'd be that in all, God, I heBy Pilken, fly, infinuating Jacks ? [grace?

feech thee ! Grey. To wilom in ali this presence speaks Four Thy honour, itate, and feat, is due to me. [king?

Glo. To thee, that haft nor honesty, nor grace. 61. What ! threat you me with telling of the When have I injur'dthee? when done thee wrong?-- Tell him, and spare not'; look, what I have said Or thee?--or thee?

or any of your faction? I will avouch in pretence of the king : A plague upon you all! His royal grace,

I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower. I Determin'd fignifies the final conclusion of the will: concluded, what cannot be altered by reasonr of loane act coní:qucat on the final judyrt. 2 i. e. to surron thcın.

'Tis

(not fo?

'Tis time to speak, my prins' are quite forgot. And ail the pleasures you usurp, are mine.

lar. Outa, devil! I remenber them toy Gla. The curte my nu ble tither laid on thee, well :

When thou Jidit crown his karlike brows with Thou kill'dit my huband Henry in the Toiver,

paper, Ad L.dw..rd, my poor 10:1, at Tewkibury. (King, And with thy fcorns drew'st rivers from his eyes ;

Glı. Ere you were queen, ay, or your hu.banu And then, to dry them, gav'st the duke a clout, I was a pack-horse in his great arturs ;

Sreep'd in the fruitiets blood of pretty Rutland ;A weeder-out of his proud adversaries,

His curses, then from bitterne's of foul A liberal rewarder of hi, friends ;

Denounc'd 15. int thee, are all tillen upon thee; To royalize 3 his blood, I ipilt mine own. And God, not we, hath ping: 'd thy bloody deed. Q. Morr. Ay, and much better blood than his or Ouren. Su juist is Gyd, to right the innocent. thine.

[Grer, Haf. O, 'tw.is the foulest deed, to dlay thit bibe, Glo. In all which time, you, and your husband And the most mercilets, that e'er was heard of. Were factious for the house of Lancatter ;

Riv. Tyrants themselves wept when it was And, Rivers, so were you :-Was not your husband

reported. In Murgaret's battle at Saint Alban's Dain?

Dorf. No nır. but prophesy'd revenge for it. Let me put in your minds, if you forget,

Buck. Northumberland, then pielent, wept to What you have been ere now, and what you are ;

see it.

[came, Withal, what I have been, and what I am.

Q. Mar. What! were you snarling all, before I V1.2. A muru'rous villain, and so still thou art. Ready to catch each other by the throat, Gio. Poor Clarence did forsake his father War- And turn you all your hatred now on mo? wick,

(don !

Did York's dread curfe prevail so much with heaveri, Ay, and forswore himself,—Which jeiu par- | That Henry's death, my lovely Edward's death, 2. Mar. Which God revenge !

Their kingdom's loss, my woeful banishment, Glo. To fight on Edward's party, for the crown; Could all but answer for that peevith brat ? And, for his meed, poor lord, he is mew'd up : Can curtes pierce the clouds, and enter heaven ?--I would to Gu, my heart were fint, like Edward's, Why, then give way, dull clouds, to niy quick O: Edward's soft and pitiful, like mine ;

curies! I am too childish-foolith for this world. [worlu, Though not by war, by surfeit die your king ,

2. Mar. Hiethee to heli for shame, and leave this As ours by murder, to make him a king ! Thou cacolamon! there thy kingdom is.

Elward, thy son, that now is prince of Wales, Riv. My lord of Glofter, in those busy days, For Edward my ion, that was prince of Wales, Which here you urge, to prove us enemies, Die in his youth, by like untimely violence ! We follow'd then our lori, our sovereign king ; Thyself a queen, for me that was queen, So should we you, if you should be our king. Out-live thy glory, like my wretched self!

Glo. If I should be :--I had rather be a pedlar : Long may'lt thou live, to wail thy children's loss ; Far be it from my heart, the thought thereof ! And see another, as I see thee now, een. As little joy, my lord, as you suppose

Deck'd in thy rights, as thou art Itall'd in mine! You should enjoy, Were you this country's king; Long die thy happy days before thy death ; As little joy you may suspore in me,

And, after many lengthen'd hours of grief, That I enjoy, being the queen thereof.

Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen !-& M.21. A littie joy enjoys the queen thereof; Rivers,—and Dorset,--you were ftanders by, For I am the, and altogether joylets.

And so waft thou, lord Hastings,—when my son I can no longer hold me patient.- [She advances. Was stabb'd with bloody daggers ; God, I pray dini, Hear me, you wrangling pirates, that fall out That none of you may live your natural age, In thiring that which you have pill’d 4 from me: But by fome unlook'd accident cut off ! Which of you trembles not, that looks on me? Gło, Have done thy charm, thou liateful wiIf not, tizat, I being queen, you how like subiect ;

ther'd hag.

[thult hear me. Yet thu, by you deposi, you quake like rebuts : 2. Vzr. And leave out thee? Nay, dog, for thou Ah, gentie) villain, do not turn away! [right: If liuwen have any grievous plague in store, Gle. Foul wrinkled witch, what mak'tt thou in tay Exceeding thote that I can with upo i thee,

var. But repetition of what thou hast marr'u; O, let them keep it, 'till thy sins be ripe, Thu will I make, before I let thes go.

And then hurl down their indignation Gl. Wert thou not banished, on pain of death? | On thee, the troubler of the poor world's peace ! 2. Mar. I was; but I do find more pain in

te vorm of conscience still be-gnaw thy foul ! banishment,

Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou liv'it, Than death can yield me here by my abode. And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends! Aliutund, and a son, thou owit to me,

Vo sleep close up that deadly eye of thine, And tilou, a kingdom ;--all of you, allegiance: Unlets it be while some tormenting dream Tois forrow that I have, by right is yours ; Atirighits thee with a hell of ugly devils !

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2 Out is an interje&tion of abhorrence or contempt, frequent in the mouths of the common people of the North. 3 1. c. to make royal. 41. e. pillaged. 5 Centle in this place implics high-born. An opposition is meant between that and villain, wbicia incans at once a wa krd and a low-born wretch. 6 Alluding to bis luxurious life,

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Thou elvilh-mark'd i abortive, rooting hog 2 ! | Hath in eternal darkness folded

up. Thou that wast seald in thy nativity

Your aiery buildeth in our aiery’s 6 neft :-
The Nave of nature 3, and the son of hell ! O God, that see'lt it, do not suffer it ;
Thou Nander of thy mother's heavy womb ! As it was won with blood, loft be it so !
Thou loathed issue of thy father's loins !

Buck. Peace, peace, for shame, if not for charity.
Thou rag of honour 4! thou detested

9. Mar. Urge neither charity nor shame to me ; Gl. Margaret.

Uncharitably with me have you dealt, Q. Mar. Richard !

And Thamesully by you my hopes are butcher'd Glo. Ha ?

My charity is outrage, life my shame, 9. Mar. I call thee not.

And in my name still live my sorrow's rage ! Glo. I cry thee mercy then ; for I did think, Buck. Have done, have done.

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That thou had'it call'd me all these bitter names. Q. Mar. O princely Buckingham, I'll kiss thy
2. Mar. Why, so I did; but look'd for no In sign of league and amity with thee :
reply.

Now fair befal thee, and thy noble house !
O, let me make the period to my curse. Thy garments are not spotted with our blood,

Glo. 'Tis done by me ; and ends in-Margaret. Nor thou within the compass of my curie.
Queen. Thus have you breath'd your curse Buck. Nor no one here ; for curses never país
against yourself.

[fortune! The lips of those that breathe them in the air.
Q. Mar. Poor painted queen, vain flourish of my 9. Mar. I'll not believe but they ascend the sky,
Why strew'st thou sugar on that bottled s spider,

And there awake God's gentle-sleeping peace.
Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about ? O Buckingham, beware of yonder dog i
Fool, fool! thou wnett'ít a knife to kill thyself. Look, when he fawns, he bites; and, when he bites,
The day will come, that thou thalt with for me His venom tooth will rankle to the death :
To help thee curse this pois’nous bunch-back'd Have not to do with him, beware of him ; (him ;
toad.

[curse; Sin, deatis, and hell, have set their marks upon Hafi. False-boding woman, end thy frantick And all their minifters attend on him. (ham? Lest, to thy harm, thou move our patience. Gl. What doth the say, my lord of Bu kingQ. Mar. Foul thame upon you ! you have all Bucé. Nothing that I respect, my gracious lord. mov'd mine.

©). Mar. What, dolt thou scorui me for my seize Riv. Were you well serv'd, you would be taught

tle counsel?

(me duty, And footh the devil that I warn thee from?
2. Mar. To serve me well, you all ihould do o. but remeniber this anotier day,
Teach ma to be your queen, and you my subjects : When he Thull Eplit thy very heut with forrow ;
O, ferve me well, and te.ch yourielves thit dury. | And say, poor Margaret was e prophetis.-

Dorf. Dispute not with her, she is lunatic. Live each of you the subjects to li hule,
2. Mar. Peace, matter marquis, you are mal. And lic to yours, and all of you to God's! [Ext.
apest ;

Burk. My hair doth Atand on end to hear her cuites.
Your fire-new ftamp of honour is scarce current : R:v. Andio doti mine; Inouder, she's at liberty.
O, that your young nobility could judge,

G!. I cannot blame her, by God's holy mother ;
What 'were to loie it, and be miserable! [them; Slie h..ili had too much wrong, and I repeat
They that itand high, have many binits to thake , Mv part thereof, that I have done to her.
And, if they fall, they dah then telves to pieces. Quern. I never did her any, to my knowledge.
Glo. Good counsel, marry ;-learn it, learn it, Gio. Yet you have all the vantage of bei kiviz.
marquis.

I was tou hot to do some body god,
Dorf. It touches you, my lord, as much as me. That is too cold in thinking of it now.

Glo. Ay, and much more: But I was born 10 Marry, as for Clarence, he is sell repay'd ;
Our aiery buildeth in the cesar's top, [high, He is frank'd up 7 to fitting for his pains ;
And dallies with the wind, alid scorns the sun. God pardon them that are the cause thereof !
9. Mar. And turns the fun to fhade ;-alas ! Riv. A virtuous and a christian-like conclufior,
alax!

To pray for them tluit have done scathe to us.
Witness my fun, now in the shade of death; Glo. So do I ever, being well advis'J;
Whofe bright out-thining beams thy cloudy wrath For load 1 curs'd now, I bad cursid myielf. [Ande.

your duty.

I The common people in Scotland lave fill an averfion to those who have any natural defect or redundancy, as thinking them mara'd out for mischief. e She calls him hans as an appeilation more conten.ptuous than boar, as he is elsewhere fermed from his enngos armonia. ; The expresa Loc is strong and roble, and alludes to the ancient cultom of malers branding their profligate llaves : by which it is infinuated, that his milhapen person was abie niark tha: nature had let upon him to stigmatize his ill conditions. 4 Intimating, that much of his honour was torn away. SA 'pider is called bouled. becaule. like other insects, he has a middle fender and a bully p:o:uberant. Richard's forin and venom make her liken him in a spider. An arcry is a hawk's or an carle's neht. 7.1. Pope fays, that a frank is an old English word for a logoja ir, and that 'ois poffible he uses this m'lephor to Clarence, in allusion to the crelt of the family of York, which was a bour. Mr. Succuelas however atlerts, that a frank was not a common non-tye, but the pen in which twoic bogs were con fined of whom brawn was to be made. 1. e. harm, milchict.

Enter Catesby.

And, in my company, my brother Gloster : Cates

. Madam, his majesty doth call for you,—Who from my cabin tempted me to walk And for your grace,—and you, my noble lords. Upon the hatches ; thence we look'd towards Queen. Catesby, I come: e :--Lords, will you go

England, with me?

And cited up a thousand heavy times,
Riv. Madam, we will attend your grace.

During the wars of York and Lancaster
[Exeunt all but Glofter. That had befall'n us. As we pac'd along
Glo. I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl. Upon the giddy footing of the hatches,
The secret mischiefs that I set ahroach,

Methought, that Glotter stumbled; and, in falling, 1 lay unto the grievous charge of others.

Struck me, that thought to stay him, over-board, Clarence, whom I, indeed, have laid in darkness, Into the tumbling billows of the main. I do beweep to many simple gulls ;

O Lord ! methought what pain it was to drown ! Namely, to Stanley, Hastings, Buckingham;

What dreadful noise of water in mine ears! And tell them—'tis the queen and her allies,

What sights of ugly death within mine eyes ! That stir the king against the duke my brother.

Methought, I saw a thousand fearful wrecks; Now they believe it ; and withal whet me

A thousand men, that fishes gnaw'd upon; To be reveng'd on Rivers, Vaughan, Grey :

Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, But then I sigh, and, with a piece of fcripture,

Inestimable stones, unvalued 3 jewels, Tell them--that God bids us do good for evil:

All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. And thus I clothe my naked villainy

Some lay in dead men's 1kulls; and, in those holes, With old odd ends, stol'n forth of holy writ ;

Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.

(As ’rwere in fcorn of eyes) reflecting gems, Enter two Murderer's.

That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, But soft, here come my executioners.

And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by. How now, my hardy, stout, resolved mates?

Brak. Had you such leisure in the time of death, Are you now going to dispatch this thing? To gaze upon these secrets of the deep ? i Mur. We are, my lord; and come to have

Clar. Methought, I had ; and often did I strive the warrant,

To yield the ghost : but still the efivious flood That we may be admitted where he is. [me: Kept in my soul, and would not let it forth

Glo. Well thought upon, I have it here about To seek the empty, vast, and wand'ring air ; When you have done, repair to Crosby-place.

But smother'd it within my panting bulk, But, furs, be sudden in the execution,

Which almost burst to belch it in the sea. Withal ubdurate, do not hear him plead;

Brak. Awak'd you not with this fore agony ? For Clarence is well spoken, and, perhaps,

Clar. O, no, my dream was lengthen'd after life; May move your hearts to pity, if you mark him. O, then began the tempest to my soul ! i Mur. Tut, tit, my lord, we will not stand I pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood,

With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Talkers are no good doers; be assur’d,

Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. We go to use our hands, and not our tongues.

The first that there did greet my 1tranger foul, Glo. Your eyes drop mill-Itones, when fools' Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; eyes drop tears? :

Who cry'd aloud, -What fcourge for perjury I like you, lads ;-about your business straight ;

Can this dark monarchy afford falfi Clarence Go, go, dispatch.

And so he vanish'd : Tren came wand'ring by i Mar. We will, my noble lord. [Exeuns. A shadow like an angel, with bright bair

Dabbled in blood ; and he shriek'd out aloud,
SCENE IV.

Clarence is comen--false, flecting 4, perjur'd Clarence,
An Apartment in the Tower,

That stabbd me in the field by Teuffbury ;-
Enter Clarence, and Brakenbury,

Seize or bim, furies, take bim to your

With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Brak. Why looks your grace so heavily to-day ? Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears

Clar. O, I have past a miserable night, Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly fights,

I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, That, as I am a chriftian faithful mana,

Could not believe but that I was in hell; I would not spend another such a night,

Such teriible impre:lion made my dream. Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days, Brak. No marvel, lord, that it affrighted you ; So full of dismal terror was the time.

I am afraid, methinks, to bear you tell it. Brał. What was your dream, my lord? I pray Clar. O, Brakenbury, I have done these you, tell me

things,Clar. Methought, that I had broken from the That now give evidence against my soul,-Tower,

For Edward's fake ; and, iee, how he requites me! And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy; JO God! if my deep prayers cannot appease thee,

to prate,

torments

? Probably, a proverbial expression. 4 Ficeting is the same as changing jodos.

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But thou wilt be aveng’d on my misdeeds,

1 Murch. Where's thy conscience now! Yet execute thy wrath on me alone :

(dren !

2 Murd. In the duke of Glofter's purse. O, spare my guiltless wife, and my poor chil 1 Muid. When he opens luis purte to give us I pray thee, gentle keeper, 1tay by me ;

our reward, thy conscience flies out. My soul is heavy, and I fain would Neep.

2 Murd. 'Tis no matter ; let it go; there's fes, Brak. I will, my lord ; God give your grace or none, will entertain it. good rest

[Clarence jleepso i Mud. What, if it come to thee again? Sorrow breaks seafons, and reporing hours,

2 Muid. I'll not medule with it, it is a dangerous Makes the night morning, and the noon-tide night. thing, it makes a man a coward; a man cannot Princes have but their titles for their glories, Iterl, but it accufetu him; a man cannot iliear, An outward honour for an inward wil;

but it checks him; a man cannot lie with his And, for unfelt imaginations,

neighbour's wife, but it detects him : 'Tis a bluthThey often feel a world of reftlefs cares 1 : ing Thame-fac'd spirit, that mutinies in a man's So that, between their titles and low name, hosom ; it fills one full of obstacles : it made me There's nothing differs but the outward fame. once restere a purse of gold, that by chance I foerd; Enter the two Murderers.

it beggars any man that keeps it : it is turu'd out 1 Murd. Ho] who's here?

of all towns and cities for a dangerous thiog; and Brak. What would'At thou, fellow ? and how every man, that means to live weil, endeavours to cam'ft thou hither?

trust to himself, and live without it. 2 Murd. I would speak with Clarence, and I 1 Murd. 'Zounds, it is even now at my elbow, came hither on my legs.

persualing me not to kill the duke. Brak What, fo brief :

[cious : 2. Murd. Take the devil in thy mind, and be. I Muid. O, fir, 'tis better to be brief, than te- lieve him not : he would insinuate with thee, bui io Shew him our commission, falk no more.

make thee ligh. Brzk. I am, in this, commanded to deliver 1 Murd. I am strong framd, he cannot prezi The nuble duke of Clarence to your hands :

with me. I will not reason what is meant hereby,

2 Mærd. Spoke like a tall 2 fellow, that respects Because I will be guiltless of the meaning. his reputation. Come, shall we fall to work? Here are the keys; there fits the duke asleep : I Murd. Take him over the costard : uitli I'll to the king ; and signify to him,

the hilts of thy sword, and then throw him into That thus I have refigu'd to you my charge. the malmsey-butt, in the next room.

1 Murd. You may, fir, 'tis a point of wisdom : 2 Vurd. O excellent device! and make a fop Fare you well. (Exit Brakinbury.

of bim. 2. Murd. Whet, shall we stab him as he Neeps? I Murd. Soft ! he wakes.

i Murd. No; he'll say, 'twas done cowardly, 2 Vurd. Strike. when he wakes.

1 Murd. No, we'll reason 4 with him. 2 Nurd. When he wakes ! why, fool, he shall Clar. Where art thou, keeper? give me a cup never wake until the great judgment day.

of wine.

(ence. 1 Murd. Wly, then he'll say, we stabb'd him i Murd. You shall have wine enough, my lord, Пleeping. .

Clar, In God's name, what art thou ? 2 Murd. The urging of that word, judgment, I Murd. A man, as you are. hath bred a kind of remorfe in me.

Clar. But not, as I am, royal, I Murd. What art thou afraid?

i Murd. Nor you, as we are, loyal. 2 Murd. Not to kill bim, having a warrant for Clar. Tliy voice is thunder, but thy looks are it ; but to be damnd for killing him, from the

humble. wbich no warrant can defend me.

1 Murd. My voice is now the king's, my looks 1 Murd. I thought, thou had'it been resolute.

mine own.

Lipeik! 2. Murd. So I am, to let him live.

Clir. How darkly, and how deadly doit thou i Murd. I'll back to the duke of Gloster, and Your eyes do menace me: why look you pale ? tell him fo.

Who Yent you hither? Wherefore do you come! 2. Murd. Nay, I pr’ythee, stay a little : hope, 2 Murd. To, to, to, — this compassionate humour of mine will change ; Clur. To murder me? it was wont to hold me but while one would tell

Borb. Ay, ay. twenty.

Clar. You scarcely have the hearts to tell me fo, I Murd. How doft thou feel thyself now? And therefore camot have the hearts to do it.

2 Murd. 'Faith, some certain dregs of conscience Wherein, my friends, have I offended you? are yet within me.

* Murd. Offended us you have not, but the king. i Murd. Remember cur reward, when the Clur. I shall be reconcil'd to him again. deca's done.

2- Murd. Never, my lord; therefore prepare 2 Murd. Come, he dies; I had forgot the reward.

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