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Are at my service, like enforced smiles ; But I'll acquaint our duteous citizens
And both are ready in their offices,

With all your juit proceedings in this case. [here,
At any time, to grace my itratagems.

Gl. And to that end use with your loruthaip
But what, is Cacerby gone?

To avoid the centures of the carping worid.
Glo. He is; and, lee, he brings the mayor along. Puik. But since you came too late of our intent,
Enter the Lord Mayor, and Califby.

Yct witness what you hear we did intcnd : Buck. Let me alone to entertain him.--Lord And so, nay good lord mayor, we bid farewel. mayor !

[Exi: Mayor. Glo. Look to the draw-bridge there.

Glo. Go, after, after, cousin Buckingham. Buck. Hark! a drum.

The mayor tuwards Guildhall hies him in all post : Glo. Catesby, o'erlook the walls. [you,- There, at your meetelt vantage of the time, Buck. Lord mayor, the reason we have Tent for Infer the battardy of Edivaru's children : 67. Look back, defend thee, here are enemies. Till tiem, how Edwarų put to death a citizen!, Buck. God and our innocency defend and guard Olly for frying--he would make his son us !

Heir to the crown; meaning, indeed, his house,
Enter Lovel, and Ratcliff, with Hastings' head.

Which, hy the sign thereof, was termed fo.
Gla. Be patient, they are friends; Ratcliff

, and Moreover, urge his hateful luxury

And beitial appetite in change of luft; (wives, Lov. Here is the head of that ignoble traitor,

Which Itretch'd unto their servants, daughters,
The dangerous and untiuspected Hattings.

Even where his ranging eye, or savage heart,
Gla. So dear I lov'd the man, that I must weep.

Without controul, litted to make his prey.
I took him for the plainest harmless creature,

Nay, for a need, thus far come near my person :
That breath’d upon the earth a christian ;

Tell them, when that my mother went with child
Made him my book, wherein my soul recorded

Of that infatiate Edward, noble York,
The history of all her secret thoughts :

My princiy father, then had wars in France ;
So smooth he daub'd his vice with thew of virtue, / And, by juit computation of the time,
Thult, his apparent open guilt omitted,

Found that the issue was not his begot ;
I mean, his conversation with Shore's wife, Which well appeared in his lincaments,
He livid from all attainder of suspect. (traitor Being nothing like the noble duke my father.

Buck. Well, well, he was the covert'ft shelterd Yet touch this sparingly, as 't were far oft';
That ever liv'd. -Look you, my lord mayor,

Because, my lord, you know, my mother lises.
Would you imagine, or almost believe,

Buk. Doubt not, my lord ; I'll play the orator, (Were't not, that by great preservation

As if the golden fee, for which I plead,
We live to tell ie you) the subrle traitor

Were for myself: and so, my lord, adieu.
This day had plotted, in the council-house,

Glo. If you thrive well, bring them to Bay

nard's castle ;
To murder me, and my good lord of Glutter?
Mayor. What! had he fo?

Where you shall find me well accompanied,
Glo. What! think you we are Turks, or infidels: With reverend fathers, and well-learned bishops.
Or that we would, agamut the form of law,

Buik. Igo; and towards three or four o'clock,
Proceed thus rahly in the villain's death;

Look for the news that the Guildhall affords.
But that the extreme peril of the case,

[Exit Buckinghama
of England, and otti' perions' safety,

Gl). Go, Lorel, with all speed to doctor Shati, Enforc'd us :o this execution?

[de:ith ;

Go thou to friar Penker ;--bid them both
Mayor. Now, fair befal you ! he deservd his Meet me, within this hour, at Baynard's castle.
And your good graces both have well proceeded,

[Fxeunt Lovel und Guirlly. To warn false traitors from the like attempts.

Now will I in, to take fome privy order
I never look'd for better at his hands,

To draw the brats of Clarence out of sight;
After he once fell in with milirefs Siore.

And to give notice, that no manner of perion
Buck. Yet had we not determin'd he should die, Have, any time, recourse unto the princes. Llist.'
Until your lordihip came to see liis end;

Which now the loving hafte of these our friends,

Somewhat against our meaning, hath prevented :
Becaule, my lord, we would have had you heard

Enter a Scriverer.
The traitor speak, and timorously confess

Scriv. Here is the indictment of the good jord
The manner and the purpose of his treaforis ;

That you might well have signify'd the fame Which in a fet hand fairly is engrofs'd,
Unto the citizens, who, haply, may

That it may be to-day read o'er in Paul's.
Mifconftrue us in him, and wail his death. And maik how well the sequel hangs together :
Mayor. But, my good lord, your grace's word Eleven hours I have spent to write it over,
Thall serve,

For yesternighit by Catesby was it sent me ;
As well as I had seen, and heird him speak : The precedent was full as long a doing :
And do not doubl, right noble princes both, And yet within these five hours Hattings liv'd,

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Untainted, unexamin'd, free, at liberty. And stand between two churchmen, grod my lord;
Here's a good world the while !--Who is so gross, Fur on that ground I'll make a holy descant:
That cannut Tee this palpable device?

And be not easily won to our requests;
Yet wli so bold, but says--he sees it not ? Play the maid's part, still ufwer nay, and take it.
Bad is the world; and ail will come to noug!, Gl. I go; and if you plead as well for theia,
When suci bad dealing inuit be seen in thoug!t!. As I can say nay to thee for myiell ;

[Exit. No doubt we'll bring it to a happy iffue. SC EN

[Erit G!... E VII.

Buck. Go, go, up to the leadis; the lord nehr Baynard's Castle.


Exie Gisteren. Enter Glofter, and Bucking bam, at several doors. Enter the Lord Mayor, and Citizens. Glo. How now, how now? what say the citi- Welcome, my lort: 1 dance attendance here; zens?

I think, the duke will :0t be spoke withal.Buck. Now by the holy mother of our Lord,

Enter Cathy The citizens are mun, say not a word. [uren? Now, Catesby? what lays your lord to my request? Glo. Touch'd you the bastardy of Edward's chil

Catif. He doth entreat your grace, my noble Buck. I did; with bis contract with lady Lucy,

lord, And his contract by deputy in France :

To visit him to-morrow, or next day : The infatjate greediness of his defires,

He is within, with two right reverend fatiser, And his enforcement of the city wives ;

Divinely bent to meditation ;
His tyranny for trifles; his own battardy, And in no worldly suit would he be mov'd,
As being got your father then in France,

To draw him from his holy cxercise. [duke ; And his resemblance being not like the duke.

Buck. Return, good Catesby, to the gracious Withal, I did infer your lineaments,

Tell him, myself, the mayor and aldermen,
Being the right idea of your father,

In deep designs, in matter of great moment,
Both in your furm and nobleucis of mind : No less importing than our general good,
Laid open all your victories in Scotland,

Are come to have fome conference with his grace. Your discipline in war, wisdom in peace,

Cates. I'll fignity su much unto him straigiii. Your bounty, virtue, fair humility;

[Exit. Indeed, left nothing, fitting for your purpose, Buck. Ah, ha, my lord, this prince is not an Untouch'd, or Hightly handled, in discourse.

And, when my oratory grew toward end, He is not lolling on a lewd day-bed,
I bade then, that did love their country's good,

But on his knees at meditation ;
Cy -- Gslave Richard, England's royal king !" Not dallying with a brace of courtezanis,
Gio. And did they lo ?

(word : But mcditating with two deep divine, ;
Buck. No, to God help me, they (pake not a Not sleeping, to engrofs 3 fois idle bedy,
But, like dumb itatues, or unbreathing Itones, But prayins, to enrich his waktu ivul:
Star'd on each other, and look'd deadly pale. Happy were England, would this virtuous prince
Which when I saw, I reprehended them ;

Take on himself the sovereignty thereof : And alk'il the mayor, what meant this wilful But, lure, I fear, we fhall ne'er win him to it. filence :

Muyor. Murry, God dufend bis grace should His answer was,--the people were not usd

us này ! To be spoke to, but by the recorder.

Buck.I fear, he will: here Catesby comes again : Then he was urg'd to tell my tale again ;

Ri-cnt Cuitlliy Tbus faith the duti, tbus baib ibe duke inferi'd;

Cateshy, what says your lord?

fembled But nothing ipuke in warrant from himielf.

Carcj. He wonders to wlutt end you have aíWhen he had done, some followers of mine own,

Such troops of citizens to come to him, At lower end o' the hall, hurl'd up their caps,

His grace nut being warn’d thereof before : And fome ten voices cry'd, God save king Richard' He fears, my lord, you mean no good to him. And thus I took the vantage of those few,

Brck. Sorry I am, my noble coufin 1hould Thanks, gentle citizens, and friends, quoth I;

Suspect me, that I me:in no good tolim: This general applause, and chearful buit, By heaven, we come to him a perfect love; Argues your wisdom, and your love to Richard:

And to once more return and tell his grace. And even here brahe oil, and came away.

[Ex:: Cat fry. Glo. What tongueless blocks were they; would When boly and devout religious mea they not speak.

Ire at their bend's, 'tis hard to dials them thence; Will not the mayor ther, and his brethren, come: Su sweet is zealous contemplation.

Burk. The mayor is here at hand; intend 2 tome Enter Gilier elco, Łstw en twBiz psa Catefiy Be not vou ipoke with, but by iniglaty fuit : Noys. Sce, wlarci Samoans 'th wnino And look you get a prayer-book in your hand,

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Bæk. Tivo prors of virtue for a christian prince, And that my path were even to the crown, To itay him from the fall of vanity :

As the ripe revenue and due of birth ; And, tee, a book of prayer in his hand;

Yet to much is my poverty of spirit, True ornaments to know a holy man.

So mighty, and so many, my defects, Famous Plantagenet, most gracious prince,

That I would rather hide me from my greatness, Lend favourable car to our requests ;

Being a bark to brvok no mighty lei,
And parlon us the interruption

Than in my greatness covet to he hid,
Of thy devotion, and right-christian zeal. And in the vapour of my glory (mother'd.

Glo. My lord, there needs no such apology ; But God be thank'd, there is no need of me;
I rather do beseech yon pardon me,

(And much I need to help you, if need were) Whe, earnest in the service of my God,

The royal tree hath left us royal fruit, Deterrd the visitation of my friends.

Which, mellow'd by the stealing hours of time, But, leaving this, what is your grace's pleasure? Will well become the seat of majesty, burk. Even that, I hope, which pleaseth God And make, no doubt, us happy by his reign. above,

On him I lay what you would lay on me, And all gooxi men of this ungovern'd inle. The right and fortune of his happy stars,

Glo. I do fufpect, I have done some offence, Which God defend that I should wring from him! That seeins disgracious in the city's eye ;

Buck. My lord, this argues conscience in your And that you come to reprehend my ignorance.

grace; Buck. You have, my lord; would it might But the respects thereof are nice and trivial, please your grace,

All circumstances well considered. On our entreaties, to amend your fault!

You say, that Edward is your brother's son ; Gl. Else wherefore breathe I in a christian land: So say we too, but not by Edward's wife :

Buck. Know, then, it is your fault, that you re- For first was he contract to lady Lucy, The supreme seat, the throne majestical, [lign Tour mother lives a witness tu his vow; The scepter's office of your ancestors,

And afterwards by lubttitute betroth'd Your Itate of fortune, and your due of birth, To Bona, sister to the king of France. The lineal glory of your royal house,

These both put by, a poor petitioner, To the corruption of a blemish'u itock :

A care-craz'd mither to a many fons, Whillt, in the mildness of your fecpy thouglits, A beauty-waning and distrelled widon, (Which here we waken to our country's good) Even in the afternoon of her best days, The nobie iDe duth want her proper limbs ;

Made prize and purchase of his wanton eye, Her face defac'd with Icars of infamy,

Seduc'd the pitch and height of all his toughts Her royal ituck gralt with ignobie plants,

To base declension and loath's big any :
And almost thoulder j' in the swallowing gulph By her, in his unlawful bed, he got
Of dark forgetfulnets and deep oblivion.

This Edward, whom our malers call the prince. Which tu recure?, we lieartily folicit

More bitieriy could I expoftulata,
Your gracious fclf to take on you the charge Si se that, tur reverence to fine live,
All kingly government of this your land a 1 givea Iparing limit to my tongue.
Not as protector, iteward, subiteute,

Then, good my lord, take to your royal felf
Or lowly factor tor another's gain;

This prorler'u benefit of dignity : But as fuccellively, from blood tu blood,

li not to bless us and the land withal, Your right of birth, your empery, your own.

Jei to draw furth your noble ceitry For this, conforted with the citizens,

From the corruption of abuông tine, You very worthipful and loving friends, Unto a lineal true-derived courie,

[ [you. And by their vel.ement initigation,

Víayar. Do, fuo 1 my lord ; your citizens entreat In this jutt suit come I to move your grace.

Buck. Refute not, mighty lord, this protfer'd Glo. I cannot tell, if to deput in filence,


fuit. Or bitterly to speak in your reproof,

Caref. O, make them joyful, grant their lawful Eeft fitteth my degree, or your condition :

Glo. Alas, why would you heap these cares ou me? For, not to answer, you might haply think, I am untit for state and majesty :Tongue-lyd ambition, not replying, yielded I do heleech you, take it noi amils; To bear the golden yoke of lovereignty,

I cannot, nor I will not, yield to you. Which fondly you would here impofe on me; Buck. If you refuse it, -as in love and zeal, lí to reprove you for this fuit of yours,

Loth to depute the child, your bruiher's lon; So season'd with your faithful love to me, As well we know your tendernets of heart, Then, on the other file, I check'd my friends, And gentle, kind, effeminate remorte, Therefore, to speak, and to avoid the firit; Which we have noted in you to your kindred, And then, in speaking, not to incur the latt, And equally, indeed, to all etiawan Definicively thus I aniwer you.

Yet know, whe'r you accept our luit or no, Your love deierves my thanks ; but my desert Your brother's fon ihall never reigu our kingi Unmericable, Ihuns your high requett.

But we will plant come other in the thron,
First, if all obitacles were cut away,

To the digice and watel of your moule.
Ti. c. immersed up to the shoulders. 2 i. e. recover.

3 i. e, pity.


And, in this resolution, here we leave you ; From all the impure blots and stains thereof;
Come, citizens, we will entreat no more. (Excunt. For God doth know, and you may partly see,
Catej. Call them again, sweet prince, accept How far I am from the desire of this.
their fuit ;

Mayor. God bless your grace ! we see its and If you deny them, all the land will rue it.

will say it. Gło. Will you enforce me to a world of cares ? Glo. In saying so, you fall but say the truth. Well, call them again; I am not made of stone, Buck. Then I salute you with this royal title

[Exit Gatesby. Long live king Richard, England's worthy king ! But penetrable to your kind entreaties,

411. Amen. Albeit against my conscience and my soul. Buck.To-morrow may it please you to be crown'd? Re-enter Buckingham, and the reft.

G19. Even when you please, for you will have it fo. Cousin of Buckingham,-and sage, grave men,

Buck. To-morrow then we will

attend your grace; Since you will buckle fortune on my back, And so, most joyfully, we take our leave. To bear her burden, whe'r I will or no,

Glo. (To the Clergymen.] Come, let us to our holy I must have patience to endure the load :

work again But if black scandal, or foul-fac'd reproach, Farewel, good cousin ;-~farowel, gentle friends. Attend the fequel of your imposition,

(Ext. Your meer enforcement Thall acquittance me

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|I am bound by oath, and therefore pardon me.

[Exit Brakenbury. Before the Tower.

Enter Stanley. Enter the Queen, Dutchess of York, and Marquis of Sran. Let me but meet you, ladies, one hour hence,

Dorset, ai one door; Anne Dutchess of Glofter, And I'll salute your grace of York as mother, leading Lady Margaret Plantagenet, Clarence's And reverend looker-on, of two fair queens. — young daughier, at the other.

Come, madam, you must straight to Westminster, Dutch.

HO meets us here?-my niece

[To tbe Dutchefs of Gloster. Plantagenet,

There to be crowned Richard's royal queen. Led in the hand of her kind aunt of Glofter? Queen. Ah, cut my lace afunder! Now, for my life, she's wand'ring to the Tower, That my pent heart may have some scope to beat, On pure heart's love, to greet the tender prince. Or else I swoon with this dead-killing news. Daughter, well met.

Anne. Despightful tidings ! O unpleasing news! Anne. God give your graces both

Dor. Be of good chear :-Mother, how.fares your A happy and a joyful time of day! [away

Queen. As much to you, good sister! Whither Queen. O Dorset, speak not to me, get thee gone,

sinne. No further than the Tower; and, as I guess, Death and destruction dog thee at the heels; Upon the like devotion as yourselves,

Tly mother's name is ominous to children: To gratulate the gentle princes there. (ther : If thou wilt out-Itrip death, go cross the seas, Queen. Kind filter, thanks ; we'll enter all toge- And live with Richmond, from the reach of hell. Enter Brakenbury.

Go, hie thee, hie thee from this Naughter-house, And, in good time, here the lieutenant comes. Leít thou encrease the number of the dead; Master lieutenant, pray you, by your leave, And make me die the thrail of Margaret's curse, How doth the prince, and my young son of York? Nor mother, wife, nor England's counted queen.

Brak. Right well, dear madam: By your patience, Stanl. Full of wise care is this your counsel, I may not suffer you to visit them;

madam : The king hath stricily charg'd the contrary.

Take all the swift advantage of the hours : Queen. The king! who's that?

You shall have letters from me to my son
Brak. I mean, the lord protector. [title ! In your behalf, to meet you on the way :

Queen. The lord protect him from that kingly Be not ta'en tardy by unwise delay.
Hath he set bounds between their love and me? Dutch. O ill-dispersing wind of misery!
I am their mother, Who Thall bar me from them so my accursed womb, the bed of death ;

Dulib. I am their father's mother, I will see them. A cockatrice halt thou hatch'd to the world,
sinne. Their aunt am I in law, in love their mo- Whole unavoided eye is murderous !
ther :

Srani. Come, madary, come; I in all halte was sent.
Then bring me to their rights; I'll bear thy blame, Anne. And I with all unwillingness will g0.--
And take thy office from thee, on my peril. O, would to God, that the inclusive verge
Brak. No, madam, !), I may not leave it so ; Of gokien metal, that must round my trow,


Were red-hor steel, to sear me to the brain"! And thy affiftance, is king Richard Teated :-
Anointed let me be with deally venom ;

But mall we wear these glories for a day?
And die, ere men can fay“God save the queen! Of ihall they ialt, and we rejoice in them?

Queen. Go, go, poor foo!, I entry not thy glory; Buck. Still live they, and for ever let them last ! To feed my humour, with thyself no harm.

K. Rich. Ah, Buckingham, now do I play the Anne. No! why?-When he, that is my hut

touch 3, band now,

To try if thou be current gold, indeed : [fpeak. Came to me, as I follow'd Henry's corse ; [hands, Young Edward lives ;--- Think now what I would When scarce the blood was well wath'd from his Buck. Say on, my loving lord. Which itsued from my other angel husband,

K. Rich. Why, Buckingham, I say, I would be And that dead faint which then I weeping follow'd;

king. 0, when, I say, I look'd on Richard's face,

Buck. Why, so you are, my thrice-renowned liege. This was my with,--Be thou, quoth I, accurs'd, K. Rich. Ha! am I king : 'lis fo : but Edward For making me, so young, fo old a widow !.

Buck. True, noble price.

[lives. And, when thou widt, let jorrow kaunt thy bed; K. Rich. O bitter confequence, And be thy wife (if any be fo mad)

That Edward still should live--true! noble prince !-More miserable by ibe life of tbce,

Cousin, thou wast not wont to be so dull :Than ibou hifi made me by my dear loril's death! Shall I be plain! I with the baftards dead; Lo, ere I can repeat this curse again,

And I would have it fuddenly perform’d. Esen in fo short a space, my woman's heat What fay'lt thou now? ipeak suddenly, be brief. Grossly grew captive to his honey words,

Buce. Your grace may do your pleasure. And pror'd the subject of mine own loul's curse : K. Ricb. Tut, tut, thou art all ice, thy kindness Which erer since luath held mine eyes from rest;

freezes : For never yet one hour in his bed

Say, have I thy consent, that they thall die? Did I enjoy the golden dew of neup,

Buck. Give me some breath, fune little pause, But with his timorous dreams was still awak'd. Before I positively speak in this : (dear lord, Befides, he hates me for my father Warwick; I will refolve your grace immediately. And will, no doubt, shortly be rid of me.

[Exit Buckingham. Queen. Poor heart, adieu; I pity thy complaining. Cates. The king is angry; see, le gnaws his lip. Anne. No more than with my but I nipurn for K, Rich. I will converse with iron-witted fools, yours.

And unrespective + boys; none are for me, Dor. Farewel, thou woful welcomer of glory! That look into me with considerate eyes : sinne. Adieu, poor ioul, chat tak'st tlry leave of it! High-reaching Buckingham grows circumspect.Dutib. Go thou to Richmond, and good fortune Boy, guide thee! (To Dorlet. Puige. My lord.

[gold Go thou to Richard, and good angels tend idee !

K. Rick. Know'st rbou not any, whom corrupting

(To vinne. Would tempt unto a close exploit í of death? Go thou to fanctuary, and good thougits poliess Page. I know a discontented gentlema, thee !

[ To the Videon. Whole humble means match not his haugt.cy mind: I to my grave, where peace and reft lie with me! Gold were as good as twenty orators, Eighty odd years of sorrow have I feet,

And will, no doubt, tempe him to any thing.
And each hour's joy wreck'd with a week of teen?.

K. Rich. What is his name?
Queen. Stav yet; look back, with me, unto the Puige. His name, my lord, is-Tyrrel.

Ki Rich. I purtly know the man; Go, call him Pity, you ancient stones, those tender babes,

hither, boy.-

[Exis boy. Whom envy hath immur'd within your walls ! The deep-revolving witty Buckingham Rough cradle for kuch little pretty ones!

No more shall be the neighbour to my corniels : Rude ragged nule ! old lullen play-fellow Hath he so long held out with me untis'', For tender princes, use my babies well!

And stops he now for breath ?-Well, be it so.-So fuolith iorow bids your itunes farewel.

Enter Stanlıy.
[Exeunt. How now, lord Stanley ? what's the news ?

Stanl. Know, my loving lord,
Tbc Court.

The marquis Doriet, as I hear, is Aed Flourisp of trumpets. Enter Ribard, as King, Buch- To Richmond, in the parts where he abides. ing bam, Currfliy, a l'age, and vibers.

K. Riche Cone hither, Cacelby : rumour it K. Rich. Stand all apart.--Coulin of Bucking

abroad, Buik. My gracious suvereign. [nam, That Anne my wife is very grievous fick; K. Richie Give me thy bund. Thus tigh, by thy I will take order for her koeping clole. advice,

Enquire me out some me..n-born gentleman, i This seems to allude to the ancient mode of punishing a regicide, viz. by placing a crown of iron heated red-hot, upon his head. 2 i. c. forrow, 3 To play the touch means to reprefent the Louchstore. + i. c. inattentive, inconsiderate. si. e. feciet act. 6 Hits implies in this place judicious, or cuoning. A zit was not in our author's time employed to signify ti pada of fancy, but was uled tor wisdom or juryemont.


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