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London. The Tower.
[Enter KING HENRY VI and GLOUCESTER, with the Lieutenant, on the walls]
GLOUCESTER
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Good day,| my lord,| what at | your book | so
hard?
KING HENRY VI
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Aye my | good* lord:| my lord | I should say |
rather,
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'Tis sin | to flat|ter. Good | was little |
better:
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Good* Glouce|ster, and / good dev|il, were |
alike,
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And both | prepost|erous: there|fore, not | good
lord.
GLOUCESTER
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Sirrah,| leave us | to ourselves,| we must |
confer.
[Exit Lieutenant]
KING HENRY VI
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So flies | the reck|less shep|herd from | the
wolf:
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So first | the harm|less sheep | doth yield | his
fleece,
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And next | his throat,| unto | the butch|er's
knife.
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What scene | of death | hath Ros|cius now | to
act?
GLOUCESTER
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Suspi|cion al|ways haunts | the guil|ty mind,
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The thief | doth fear | each bush | an of|ficer.
KING HENRY VI
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The bird | that hath | been lim|ed in | a bush,
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With trem|bling wings | misdoubt|eth ev|ery bush;
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And I | the hap|less male | to one sweet bird,
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Have now | the fat|al ob|ject^in | my eye,
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Where* my / poor young | was limed,| was caught |
and killed.
GLOUCESTER
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Why what | a peev|ish fool | was that | of Crete,
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That taught | his son | the of|fice of | a fowl,
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And yet | for all | his wings,| the fool | was
drowned.
KING HENRY VI
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I Dae|dalus,| my poor | boy^Ic|arus,
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Thy fath|er Min|os, that | denied | our course,
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The sun | that seared | the wings of my / sweet
boy.
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Thy broth|er Ed|ward, and | thyself,| the sea
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Whose env|ious gulf | did swal|low up | his life:
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Ah, kill | me with | thy weap|on, not | with
words,
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My breast | can bet|ter brook | thy dag|ger's
point,
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Than can | my ears | that trag|ic his|tory.
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But where|fore dost | thou come?| Is it for | my
life?
GLOUCESTER
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Thinkst thou I | am an ex|ecu|tioner?
KING HENRY VI
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A pers|ecu|tor I | am sure | thou art,
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If murd|ering in|nocents | be ex|ecu||ting,
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Why | then thou art | an ex|ecu|tioner.
GLOUCESTER
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Thy son | I killed | for his | presump|tion.
KING HENRY VI
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Hadst thou | been killed,| when first | thou
didst | presume,
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Thou hadst | not lived | to kill | a son | of
mine:
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And thus | I proph|esy,| that ma|ny a thou||sand,
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Which | now mis|trust no | parcel | of my fear,
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And ma|ny an old | man's^sigh,| and ma|ny a widow's,
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And ma|ny an orph|an's wat|er-stand|ing eye,
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Men for | their sons,| wives for | their hus|bands,
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Orphans,| for their | parents'| timeless | death,
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Shall rue | the hour | that ev|er thou | wast
born.
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The owl | shrieked at | thy birth,| an ev|il
sign,
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The night-crow cried,| abod|ing luck|less time,
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Dogs howled, and hid|eous temp|est shook |
down^trees: ??
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The rav|en rooked | her on | the chim|ney's top,
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And chat|tering pies | in dis|mal dis|cords^sung:
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Thy moth|er felt | more than | a moth|er's pain,
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And yet | brought forth less | than a moth|er's
hope,
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To wit,| an in|digest|ed and de/formed lump,
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Not like the fruit | of such | a good|ly tree.
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Teeth hadst thou | in thy head,| when thou | wast
born,
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To sig|nify,| thou camst | to bite | the world:
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And if | the rest | be true,| which I | have
heard,
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Thou camst-- \\
GLOUCESTER
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I'll hear | no more:
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Die proph/et in | thy
speech,
[Stabs him]
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For this |(amongst | the rest)| was I | ordained.
KING HENRY VI
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Aye, and for | much more slaught|er aft|er this.
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God for|give my | sins, and | pardon | thee.
[Dies]
GLOUCESTER
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What? Will | the aspir|ing blood | of Lan|caster
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Sink in the | ground? I | thought it | would have
| mounted.
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See how my | sword weeps / for the | poor king's
death.
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O may | such pur|ple tears | be al|ways^shed
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From those | that wish | the down|fall of | our
house.
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If any | spark of | life be | yet re|maining,
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Down, down to hell,| and say | I sent | thee
thith||er.
[Stabs him again]
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I | that have neith|er pi|ty, love,| nor fear,
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Indeed |'tis true | that Hen|ry told | me of:
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For I | have of|ten heard | my moth|er say,
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I came | into the | world with | my legs |
forward.
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Had I | not reas|on (think | ye) to / make haste,
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And seek | their ru|in that | usurped | our
right?
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The mid|wife wond/ered, and | the wom|en cried
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O Jes|us bless | us, he | is born | with teeth,
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And so | I was,| which plain|ly sig|nified,
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That I | should snarl,| and bite,| and play | the
dog:
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Then since | the heavens | have shaped | my bo|dy
so,
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Let^hell | make^crooked | my mind | to ans|wer
it.
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I have | no broth|er, I am / like no | brother:
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And this / word (love)| which gray|beards call
divine,
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Be res/ident in | men like^|one a|nother,
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And not | in me:| I am | myself | alone.
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Clarence | beware,| thou keepst | me from | the
light,
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But I | will sort | a pitch|y day | for thee:
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For I | will buzz | abroad | such proph|ecies,
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That Ed|ward shall | be fear|ful of | his life,
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And then | to purge | his fear,| I'll be | thy
death.
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King^Hen|ry and | the prince | his son | are
gone,
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Clarence | thy turn | is next,| and then | the
rest,
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Counting | myself | but bad,| till I | be best.
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I'll throw | thy bo|dy in | anoth|er room,
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And tri|umph Hen|ry, in | thy day | of doom.
[Exit, with the body]