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[Enter the corpse of KING HENRY the Sixth, Gentlemen with halberds to guard
it; LADY ANNE being the mourner]
LADY ANNE
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Set down,| set down | your hon|ora|ble load
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If hon|or may | be shroud|ed in | a hearse;
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Whilst^I | awhile | obse|quiously | lament
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The untime|ly fall | of vir|tuous Lan|caster.
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Poor key-cold | figure | of a ho|ly king,
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Pale ash/es of | the house | of Lan|caster;
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Thou blood|less rem|nant of | that roy|al blood,
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Be it law|ful that | I inv|ocate | thy ghost,
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To hear | the lam|enta|tions of / Poor Anne,
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Wife to | thy Ed|ward, to | thy slaught|ered son,
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Stabbed by the | selfsame hand | that made |
these wounds.
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Lo, in | these wind|ows that / let forth | thy
life,
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I pour | the help|less balm | of my / poor eyes.
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Cursed be | the hand | that made | these fat|al
holes:
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Cursed be | the heart,| that had | the heart | to do
it:
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Cursed | the blood,| that let | this blood | from
hence:
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More dire|ful hap | betide | that hat|ed wretch
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That makes | us wretch|ed by | the death | of
thee,
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Than I | can wish | to ad|ders, spid|ers, toads,
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Or an|y creep|ing ven|omed thing | that lives.
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If ev|er he | have child,| abort|ive be it,
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Prodig|ious, and | untime|ly brought | to light,
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Whose^ug|ly and | unna|tural / aspect
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May fright | the hope|ful moth|er at | the view,
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And that | be heir | to his | unhap|piness.
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If ev|er he | have wife,| let her | be made
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More mis/era|ble by | the death | of him,
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As I | am made | by my poor lord,| and thee.
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Come^now | towards^Chert|sey with | your ho|ly
load,
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Taken | from Paul's,| to be | inter|red there.
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And still | as you | are wea|ry of | the weight,
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Rest you,| whiles^I | lament | King^Hen|ry's
corse.
[Enter GLOUCESTER]
RICHARD
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Stay you | that bear | the corse,| and set | it
down.
LADY ANNE
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What black | magi|cian con|jures up | this fiend,
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To stop | devot|ed char|itab|le deeds?
RICHARD
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Villains | set down | the corse,| or by | Saint
Paul,
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I'll make | a corse | of him | that dis|obeys.
GENTLEMAN
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My lord | stand^back,| and let | the cof|fin
pass.
RICHARD
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Unman|nered dog,
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Standst thou | when I |
command:
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Advance | thy hal|bert high|er than | my breast,
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Or by | Saint Paul | I'll strike | thee to | my
foot,
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And spurn | upon | thee beg|gar for | thy
bold||ness.
LADY ANNE
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What | do you trem|ble? Are | you all | afraid?
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Alas,| I blame | you not,| for you are | mortal,
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And mort|al eyes | cannot | endure | the devil.
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Avaunt | thou dread|ful min|ister | of hell;
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Thou hadst | but power | over his | mortal |
body,
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His soul | thou canst | not have:| therefore | be
gone.
RICHARD
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Sweet* saint,| for char|ity, be | not so / cursed.
LADY ANNE
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Foul || devil,
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For God's sake hence,| and troub|le us not,
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For thou | hast made | the hap|py earth | thy
hell:
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Filled it | with curs|ing cries,| and deep |
exclaims:
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If thou | delight | to view | thy hein|ous deeds,
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Behold | this pat|tern of | thy butch|eries.
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Oh gent|lemen, see,| see dead Hen|ry's wounds,
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Open | their con/gealed mouths,| and bleed |
afresh.
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Blush, blush, thou | lump of | foul de|formity:
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For 'tis | thy pres|ence that | exhales | this
blood
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From cold | and emp|ty veins | where no /
blood dwells.
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Thy deeds | inhum|an and | unna|tural,
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Provokes | this del|uge most | unna|tural.
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O God!| Which this / blood madst,| revenge | his
death:
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O earth!| Which this / blood drinkst,| revenge |
his death.
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Either heaven | with light|ning strike | the murd|erer
dead:
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Or earth gape op|en wide,| and eat | him quick,
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As thou | dost swal|low up | this good |
king's^blood,
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Which his / hell-gov|erned arm | hath butch|ered.
RICHARD
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Lady,| you know | no rules of char|ity,
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Which rend|ers good | for bad,| blessings for | curses.
LADY ANNE
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Villain,| thou knowst | no* law | of God | nor
man,
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No beast | so fierce,| but knows | some touch |
of pity.
RICHARD
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But I know none,| and there|fore am | no beast.
LADY ANNE
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O wond|erful,| when dev|ils tell | the truth!
RICHARD
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More wond/erful,| when ang|els are so |
angry:
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Vouch^safe |(divine | perfec|tion of | a woman)
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Of these | suppos|ed crimes,| to give | me leave
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By cir|cumstance,| but to | acquit | myself.
LADY ANNE
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Vouch^safe |(defused | infec|tion of | a man)
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For these^/known ev|ils, but | to give | me leave
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By cir|cumstance,| to curse | thy curs|ed self.
RICHARD
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Fairer | than tongue | can name | thee, let | me
have
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Some pa|tient leis|ure to | excuse | myself.
LADY ANNE
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Fouler | than heart | can think | thee, \\
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Thou canst | make no | excuse | current,|
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But to | hang thy|self. \\
RICHARD
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By such | despair,| I should | accuse | myself.
LADY ANNE
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And by | despair|ing shouldst | thou stand |
excused,
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For do|ing worth|y venge|ance on | thyself,
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Which didst | unworth|y slaught|er upon | others.
RICHARD
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Say that | I slew | them not.
LADY ANNE
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Then say | they were | not slain: (tri
with prev)
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But dead | they are,| and devil|ish slave | by
thee.
RICHARD
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I did not | kill your | husband.
LADY ANNE
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Why then | he is | alive. (tri with
prev)
RICHARD
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Nay, he | is dead,| and slain | by Ed|ward's hands.
LADY ANNE
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In thy foul | throat thou | liest:
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Queen
Marg|aret saw
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Thy murd|erous falch|ion smok|ing in | his blood:
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The which,| thou once | didst bend | against |
her breast,
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But that | thy broth|ers beat | aside | the
point.
RICHARD
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I was | provok|ed by | her sland|erous tongue,
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Which laid | their guilt,| upon | my guilt|less
should||ers.
LADY ANNE
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Thou | wast provok|ed by | thy bloo|dy mind,
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Which nev|er dreamt | on aught | but butch|eries:
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Didst thou | not kill | this king?
RICHARD
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I grant ye.
LADY ANNE
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Dost grant | me hedge|hog,
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Then God | grant me | too (tri
with prev)
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Thou mayst | be damn|ed for | that wick|ed deed,
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O he | was gent|le, mild,| and vir|tuous.
RICHARD
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The bet|ter for | the King | of heaven | that hath him.
LADY ANNE
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He is | in heaven,| where thou | shalt nev|er
come.
RICHARD
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Let him thank | me, that | holp to | send him |
thither:
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For he | was fit|ter for / that place | than
earth.
LADY ANNE
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And thou | unfit | for an|y place,| but hell.
RICHARD
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Yes^one | place^else,| if you | will hear | me name it.
LADY ANNE
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Some^dun|geon.
RICHARD
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Your bed-chamb|er.
LADY ANNE
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Ill rest | betide | the chamb|er where / thou
liest.
RICHARD
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So will it | madam,| till I | lie with | you.
LADY ANNE
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I || hope so.
RICHARD
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I | know so.| But gent|le La|dy Anne,
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To leave | this keen | encount|er of | our wits,
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And fall | somewhat | into a | slower | method.
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Is not | the caus|er of | the time|less deaths
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Of these | Plantag|enets,| Henry and | Edward,
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As blame|ful as | the ex|ecu|tioner.
LADY ANNE
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Thou wast | the cause,| and most | accursed |
effect.
RICHARD
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Your beaut|y was | the cause | of that | effect:
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Your beaut|y, which | did haunt | me in | my
sleep,
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To und|ertake | the death | of all | the world,
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So I might | live one hour | in your sweet | bosom.
LADY ANNE
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If I | thought^that,| I tell | thee hom|icide,
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These nails | should rend | that beaut|y from |
my cheeks.
RICHARD
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These^eyes | could never | endure | sweet
beauty's^wreck; ??
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You should | not blem|ish it,| if I | stood by;
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As all | the world | is cheer|ed by | the sun,
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So I | by that:| it is | my day,| my life.
LADY ANNE
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Black^night | oreshade | thy day,| and death |
thy life.
RICHARD
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Curse^not | thyself | fair* creat|ure,
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Thou | art
both.
LADY ANNE
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I would | I were,| to be | revenged | on thee.
RICHARD
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It is | a quar|rel most | unna|tural,
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To be | revenged | on him | that lov|eth thee.
LADY ANNE
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It is | a quar|rel just | and reas|onable,
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To be | revenged | on him | that slew | my
hus||band.
RICHARD
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He | that bereft | thee la|dy of | thy hus||band,
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Did | it to help | thee to a | better | husband.
LADY ANNE
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His bet|ter doth | not breathe | upon | the
earth.
RICHARD
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He lives,| that loves | thee bet|ter than / he
could.
LADY ANNE
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Name him.
RICHARD
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Plan|tage|net.
LADY ANNE
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Why | that was | he.
RICHARD
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The || selfsame name,| but one | of bet|ter
na||ture.
LADY ANNE
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Where is | he?
RICHARD
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Here:| Why dost | thou spit | at me.
LADY ANNE
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Would it | were mort|al pois|on, for / thy sake.
RICHARD
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Never | came pois|on from / so sweet | a place.
LADY ANNE
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Never | hung pois/on on | a foul|er toad.
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Out of | my sight,| thou dost | infect |
mine^eyes.
RICHARD
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Thine eyes |(sweet la/dy) have | infect|ed mine.
LADY ANNE
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Would they | were bas|ilisks,| to strike | thee
dead.
RICHARD
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I would | they were,| that I | might die | at
once:
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For now | they kill | me with | a liv|ing death.
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Those^eyes | of thine,| from mine | have drawn
| salt^tears;
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Shamed their | aspect*| with store | of child|ish
drops:
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These eyes,| that nev|er shed | remorse|ful tear,
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No, when | my fath|er York | and Ed|ward wept,
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To hear | the pit|eous moan | that Rut|land made
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When black-|faced^Clif|ford shook | his sword |
at him.
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Nor when | thy war|like^fath|er like | a child,
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Told the | sad sto/ry of | my fath|er's death,
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And twen|ty times,| made pause to sob | and
weep:
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That all | the stand|ers-by | had wet | their cheeks
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Like trees | bedashed | with rain.| in that / sad
time,
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My man|ly eyes | did scorn | a hum|ble tear:
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And what | these sor|rows could | not thence |
exhale,
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Thy beaut|y hath,| and made | them blind | with
weep||ing.
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I | never sued | to friend,| nor en|emy:
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My tongue | could never | learn sweet
smooth|ing word.
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But now | thy beaut|y is | proposed | my fee,
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My proud heart sues,| and prompts | my tongue |
to speak.
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Teach^not | thy lip | such^scorn;| for it | was
made
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For kis|sing la|dy, not | for such | contempt.
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If thy | revenge|ful heart | cannot | forgive,
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Lo here | I lend | thee this / sharp-point|ed
sword,
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Which^if | thou please | to hide | in this / true
breast,
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And let | the soul | forth that | ador|eth thee,
,
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I lay | it nak|ed to | the dead|ly stroke,
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And hum|bly beg | the death | upon | my knee.
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Nay* do | not* pause:| for I did | kill
King^|Henry,
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But 'twas | thy beaut|y that | provoked | me.
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Nay || now dis|patch: 'twas | I that | stabbed
young | Edward,
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But 'twas | thy heaven|ly face | that set | me
on.
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Take^up | the sword | again,| or take | up me.
LADY ANNE
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Arise | dissem|bler, though | I wish | thy death,
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I will | not be | thy ex|ecu|tioner.
RICHARD
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Then bid | me kill | myself,| and I | will do it.
LADY ANNE
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I have | alrea|dy.
RICHARD
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That | was in | thy rage:
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Speak it | again,| and ev|en with | the word,
,
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That hand,| which for | thy love,| did kill | thy
love,
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Shall for | thy love,| kill a / far tru|er love,
, ,
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To both | their deaths | thou shalt | be
acces|sary.
LADY ANNE
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I would | I knew | thy heart. (all
these are tri)
RICHARD
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'Tis fig|ured in | my tongue.
LADY ANNE
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I fear | me both | are false.
RICHARD
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Then nev|er man | was true.
LADY ANNE
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Well*, well,| put up | your sword.
RICHARD
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Say then | my peace | is made.
LADY ANNE
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That shalt thou | know here|after. ??
RICHARD
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But shall | I live | in hope.
LADY ANNE
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All men | I hope | live^so.
RICHARD
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Vouch^safe | to wear | this ring.
LADY ANNE
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To take | is not | to give.
RICHARD
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Look how my | ring en|compas|seth thy | finger,
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Even so | thy breast | enclos|eth my / poor
heart:
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Wear* both | of them,| for both | of them | are
thine.
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And if | thy poor | devot|ed serv|ant may
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But beg | one fav/or at | thy gra|cious hand,
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Thou dost | confirm | his hap|piness for ev|er.
LADY ANNE
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What is it?
RICHARD
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That it | would please | thee leave | these sad |
designs,
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To him | that hath | more cause / to be a |
mourner,
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And pres|ently | repair | to Cros|by House:
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Where (af/ter I | have sol|emnly | interred
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At Chert|sey mon|astery | this nob|le king,
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And wet | his grave | with my | repent|ant tears)
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I will | with all | exped|ient du|ty see you,
??
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For div|ers unknown | reasons,| I be|seech you,
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Grant me | this boon. \\
LADY ANNE
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With all | my heart,| and much | it joys | me
too,
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To see | you are | become | so pen|itent.
, ,
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Tressel | and Berke|ley, go | along | with me.
RICHARD
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Bid me | farewell.
LADY ANNE
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'Tis more | than you | deserve:
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But since | you teach | me how | to flat|ter you,
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Imag|ine I have said | farewell | alrea|dy.
[Exeunt LADY ANNE, TRESSEL, and BERKELEY]
GENTLEMEN
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Towards | Chertsey,| noble | lord?
RICHARD
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No: to || White-Friars, there | attend | my
coin|ing.
[Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER]
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Was ev|er wom|an in | this hum|or wooed?
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Was ev|er wom|an in | this hum|or won?
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I'll have | her, but | I will | not keep | her
long.
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What? I that | killed her | husband,| and his |
father,
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To take | her in | her heart's | extrem|est hate,
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With curs|es in | her mouth,| tears in | her eyes,
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The bleed|ing wit|ness of | her hat|red by,
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Having | God, her | conscience,| and these bars |
against || me,
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And I,| no friends | to back | my suit | withal,
, ,
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But the / plain dev|il, and | dissem|bling looks?
, ,
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And yet | to win | her? All | the world | to noth||ing.
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Ha! \\
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Hath she | forgot | alrea|dy that / brave prince,
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Edward,| her lord,| whom I |(some three |
months^since)
,
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Stabbed in | my ang|ry mood,| at Tewks|bury?
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A sweet|er, and | a love|lier gent|leman,
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Framed in the | prodi|gali|ty of | nature:
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Tx
Young, val/iant,| wise, and (no | doubt) right
royal,
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The spa|cious world | cannot | again | afford:
,
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And will | she yet | debase | her eyes | on me,
,
, ,
, ,
That cropped | the gold|en prime | of this /
sweet prince,
,
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And made | her wid|ow to a woe|ful bed?
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, ,
On me,|| whose all | not e|quals Ed|ward's
mo|iety?
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On me,| that halts,| and am | misshap|en thus?
, , 2 ,
, ,
My duke|dom, to a | beggar|ly de|nier!
,
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I do | mistake | my pers|on all | this while:
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Upon | my life | she finds |(although I | cannot)
, ,
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Myself | to be | a marv|ellous prop|er man.
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I'll be | at charg|es for | a look|ing-glass,
, ,
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And ent|ertain | some score | or two | of
tail||ors,
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To stu|dy fash|ions to adorn | my bo||dy:
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Since | I am crept | in fav|or with | myself,
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Will maintain | it with / some lit|tle cost.
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But first | I'll turn | yon fel|low in | his
grave,
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And then | return | lament|ing to | my love.
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Shine^out | fair* sun,| till I | have bought | a
glass,
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That I | may see | my shad|ow as | I pass.
[Exit]