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Richard III

Act I, Scene 3

The palace.
 
[Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, RIVERS, and GRAY]
 
RIVERS
            ,          x        ,           ,          ,  2
      Have pa|tience madam,| there's no | doubt his | majesty*
             ,       ,      ,        ,          ,
      Will soon | recov|er his | accust|omed health.
 
GRAY
           ,          ,         ,         ,           ,
      In that | you brook | it ill,| it makes | him worse,
             ,          ,       ,    2     ,           ,
      Therefore | for God's | sake enter|tain good* | comfort,
            ,           ,            ,          ,       ,
      And cheer | his grace | with quick | and mer|ry eyes.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
          ,          ,      ,             ,         ,
      If he | were dead,| what would | betide | on me?
 
GRAY
          ,       ,          ,         ,        ,
      No^oth|er harm,| but loss | of such | a lord.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
            ,         ,        ,     .   T    T    T
      The loss | of such | a lord,| includes all harms.
 
GRAY
             x              ,            ,        ,      ,
      The heavens | have blessed | you with | a good|ly son,
          ,         ,      ,          ,        ,
      To be | your com|forter,| when he | is gone.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
       ,            ,          ,       ,    ,
      Ah! He | is young;| and his | minor|ity
          ,     ,  2        ,         ,           ,
      Is put | unto the | trust of | Richard | Gloucester,
         ,           ,          ,         ,        ,
      A man | that loves | not me,| nor none | of you.
 
RIVERS
       ,   2     ,        ,          ,      ,
      Is it con|cluded | he shall | be pro|tector?
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
          ,      ,          ,        ,       ,
      It is | deter|mined, not | conclud|ed yet:
           ,        ,     ,    2        ,       ,
      But so | it must | be, if the | king mis|carry.
 
[Enter BUCKINGHAM and DERBY]
 
GRAY
        ,      2        ,         ,      ,         ,
      Here come the | lord of | Bucking|ham and | Derby.
 
BUCKINGHAM
             ,        ,       ,         ,       ,
      Good time | of day | unto | your roy|al grace.
 
DERBY
            ,          ,   2    ,         2        ,    ,
      God^make | your maj|esty joy|ful, as you / have been.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
            ,         ,          ,         ,        ,      ->
      The count|ess Rich|mond, good | my Lord | of Der||by.
        2         ,     ,              ,       ,      ,
      To your / good prayers | will scarce|ly say | amen.
           ,       ,        ,         ,            ,
      Yet Der|by, not|withstand|ing she's | your wife,
            ,          ,    ,               ,        ,
      And loves | not me,| be you | good* lord | assured,
          ,         ,         ,      ,    ,
      I hate | not you | for her | proud ar/rogance.
 
DERBY
         ,       ,           ,       ,        ,
      I do | beseech | you, eith|er not | believe
           ,   2     ,        ,         ,        ,       ->
      The env|ious sland|ers of | her false | accu||sers:
       ,     2     ,       ,          ,        ,
      Or | if she be | accused | in true | report,
        ,               ,          ,         ,          ,
      Bear with | her weak|ness, which | I think | proceeds
            ,         ,               ,   ,          x
      From way|ward sick|ness, and / no groun|ded malice.
 
RIVERS
       ,     2        ,      ,         ,        ,
      Saw you the | king to|day my | Lord of | Derby.
 
DERBY
           ,          ,         ,      ,        ,
      But now | the Duke | of Buck|ingham | and I,
            ,          ,     ,         ,    ,
      Are come | from vis|iting | his maj|esty.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
             ,      ,        ,       ,         ,
      What like|lihood | of his | amend|ment lords.
 
BUCKINGHAM
       ,             ,          ,        ,     ,
      Madam | good hope,| his grace | speaks cheer/fully.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
       T    T    .     T          ,        ,          ,
      God grant him health,| did you | confer | with him?
 
BUCKINGHAM
       ,   ,        2     ,          ,      ,
      Aye mad/am, he de|sires to | make a|tonement
          ,           ,          ,          ,           ,        ->
      Between | the Duke | of Glouce|ster, and | your broth||ers,
       ,        ,       ,      2       ,    ,
      And | between | them, and my | lord cham/berlain,
            ,         ,      ,    2       ,       ,
      And sent | to warn | them to his | royal | presence.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
             ,           ,          ,          ,      ,
      Would^all | were well,| but that | will nev|er be,
          ,         ,      ,        ,          ,
      I fear | our hap|piness | is at | the height.
 
[Enter GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, and DORSET]
 
RICHARD
            ,        ,         ,         ,          x
      They do | me wrong,| and I | will not | endure it,
       ,          ,              ,        ,         ,
      Who are | they that | complain | unto | the king,
           ,        ,          ,           ,          ,
      That I |(forsooth)| am stern,| and love | them not?
          ,      ,           ,          ,           ,       o
      By ho|ly Paul,| they love | his grace | but light|ly,
             ,          ,           ,        ,         ,      o
      That fill | his ears | with such | dissen|tious rum|ors.  (hex with prev)
          ,        ,        ,               ,    ,
      Because | I can|not flat|ter, and / look fair,
        T    .   T    T         ,         ,          ,
      Smile in men's fac|es, smooth,| deceive,| and cog,
        ,            T     T    T     ,        ,   2
      Duck with | French nods, and | apish | courtesy,
          ,         ,        ,    2    ,   ,
      I must | be held | a ranc|orous en|emy.
       ,    2      T    T    T          ,           ,
      Cannot a | plain man live,| and think | no* harm,
            ,         ,        ,           ,      ,
      But thus | his simp|le truth | must be | abused,
          ,        ,       ,   ,        ,
      By silk|en, sly,| insin|ua|ting Jacks?
 
RIVERS
          ,        ,          ,           ,            ,
      To who | in all | this pres|ence speaks | your grace?
 
RICHARD
           ,           ,         ,    ,          ,
      To thee,| that hast | nor hon|esty,| nor grace:
        ,            ,         ,           ,           ,
      When have | I in|jured thee?| When done | thee wrong?
           ,         ,       ,   2     ,     ,
      Or thee?| Or thee?| Or an|y of your | faction?
           ,       ,         ,         ,       ,
      A plague | upon | you all.| His roy|al grace
             ,         ,      ,             ,            ,
      (Whom God | preserve | better | than you | would wish)
       ,           ,        ,         ,          ,
      Cannot | be qui|et scarce | a breath|ing-while,
           ,           ,       ,           ,          ,
      But you | must troub|le him | with lewd | complaints.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
       ,     2        ,          ,        ,         ,
      Brother of | Gloucester,| you mis|take the | matter:
            ,      2     ,     ,       ,     ,
      The king | on his own | royal | dispo|sition,
            ,         ,        ,     ,        ,
      (And not | provoked | by an|y suit|or else)
       ,           ,     ,     2    ,  2     ,
      Aiming |(belike)| at your in|terior | hatred,
            ,         ,        ,         ,         ,
      That in | your out|ward ac|tions shows | itself
          ,          ,          ,         ,        ,
      Against | my child|ren, broth|ers, and | myself,
        ,      2       ,            ,        ,        ,
      Makes him to | send, that | thereby | he may | gather
             ,                ,    ,         ,         x
      The ground | of your / ill-will,| and so | remove it.
 
RICHARD
         ,        ,          ,          ,         ,
      I can|not tell,| the world | is grown | so bad,
        .    T     T    T           ,        ,          ,
      That wrens make prey,| where^eag|les dare | not perch.
             ,       ,        ,       ,      ,
      Since^eve|ry Jack | became | a gent|leman,
               ,   2   ,       ,        ,        ,
      There's ma|ny a gent|le pers|on made | a Jack.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
               ,         ,           ,        ,         ,          o ->
      Come*, come,| we know | your mean|ing broth|er Glouce||ster
           ,   3  3    ,          ,          ,
      You en|vy my advance|ment, and | my friends':  ??
            ,         ,      ,           ,        ,
      God^grant | we nev|er may | have need | of you.
 
RICHARD
            ,            ,          ,          ,        ,
      Meantime,| God* grants | that I | have need | of you.
             ,       ,       ,        ,          ,
      Your broth|er is | impris|oned by | your means,
          ,          ,      ,           ,    ,
      Myself | disgraced,| and the | nobil|ity
        ,            ,             ,         ,     ,
      Held in | contempt,| while great | promo|tions
           ,      ,      ,      ,       ,
      Are dai|ly giv|en to | ennob|le those
              ,           ,           ,            ,         x
      That scarce | some two | days^since | were worth | a noble.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
          ,            ,         ,          ,         ,
      By Him | that raised | me to | this care|ful height,
             ,        ,       ,          ,       ,
      From that | content|ed hap | which I | enjoyed,
         ,      ,        ,          ,    ,
      I nev|er did | incense | his maj|esty
          ,           ,        ,          ,           ,
      Against | the Duke | of Clar|ence, but | have been
           ,       ,     ,         ,          ,
      An earn|est ad|vocate | to plead | for him.
           ,         ,        ,        ,    ,
      My lord | you do | me shame|ful in|jury,
        ,            ,     ,   2          T   T   T
      Falsely | to draw | me in these | vile suspects.
 
RICHARD
           ,       ,         ,          ,          ,
      You may | deny | that you | were not | the mean
                ,   ,           ,       ,       ,
      Of my / Lord Hast|ings' late | impris|onment.
 
RIVERS
           ,         ,
      She may | my lord | for--   \\
 
RICHARD
           ,          ,        ,          ,          ,
      She may | Lord^Riv|ers, why | who knows | not^so?
           ,         ,     ,            ,       ,
      She may | do more | sir than | deny|ing that:
       ,          ,     2      ,       ,       ,
      She may | help you to | many | fair pre|ferments,
            ,       ,        ,        ,          ,
      And then | deny | her aid|ing hand | therein,
           ,           ,       ,          ,        ,
      And lay | those hon|ors on | your high | deserts.
            ,         ,         ,          ,      ,         ->
      What may | she not,| she may,| aye* mar|ry may || she.
 
RIVERS
        ,     ,       ,
      What | marry | may she?  \\
 
RICHARD
            ,      ,          ,       ,        ,
      What mar|ry may | she? Mar|ry with | a king,
          ,   2     ,        ,         ,         ,
      A bach|elor, and | a hand|some strip|ling too,
         ,           ,        ,        ,       ,
      I wis | your gran|dam* had | a wors|er match.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
           ,          ,                    ,    ,    ,
      My Lord | of Glouce|ster, I have // too long borne
             ,         ,          ,          ,         ,
      Your blunt | upbraid|ings, and | your bit|ter scoffs:
            x         ,         ,          ,     ,
      By heaven,| I will | acquaint | his maj|esty
                     ,      ,        ,       ,        ,
      With those / gross taunts | I of|ten have | endured.
       2     ,       ,       ,       ,         ,
      I had rath|er be | a count|ry serv|ant-maid
                 ,     ,            ,        ,    ,
      Than a / great queen,| with this | condi|tion,
          ,          ,          ,           ,       ,
      To be | thus taunt|ed, scorned,| and bait|ed at,
        T    T    T     2    ,      ,           ,
      Small joy have | I in be|ing Eng|land's queen.
 
[Enter QUEEN MARGARET, behind]
 
QUEEN MARGARET
           ,         ,          ,      ,   2     ,
      And les|sened be | that small,| God I be|seech him,
           ,        ,           ,        ,        ,
      Thy hon|or, state,| and seat,| is due | to me.
 
RICHARD
       __       ,          ,         ,          2      ,
      What?| Threat you | me with | telling | of the king?
        ,              ,      ,     ,                    ,
      Tell him,| and spare | not: look / what I | have said
          ,          x         ,         ,         ,
      I will | avouch it | in pres|ence of | the king:
          ,       ,             ,   ,      2      x
      I dare | advent|ure to / be sent | to the Tower.
             ,         ,
      'Tis time | to speak,
                                 ,           ,         ,
                            My pains | are quite | forgot.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
       T    Tx
      Out devil,
                T      ,              ,    ,
                I | remem|ber them / too well:
              ,          ,        ,      ,         x
      Thou killdst | my hus|band Hen|ry in | the Tower,
           ,             ,   ,         ,      ,
      And Ed|ward my / poor son,| at Tewks|bury.
 
RICHARD
       ,               ,
      Ere you | were queen,
                             ,              ,         ,
                            Aye, or | your hus|band king:
      ,           ,     ,              ,         ,
      I was | a pack-|horse in | his great | affairs:
         ,       ,      2      ,      ,     ,
      A weed|er-out | of his proud | adver|saries,
         ,    ,       ,       ,          ,
      A lib|eral | reward|er of | his friends:
          ,     ,          ,         ,           ,
      To roy|alize | his blood,| I spent | mine own.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
       ,              ,        ,
      Aye and | much bet|ter blood
                                         ,         ,
                                   Than his,| or thine.
 
RICHARD
          ,            ,     ,              ,         ,
      In all | which time,| you and | your hus|band Gray
            ,          ,          ,         ,      ,
      Were fac|tious, for | the house | of Lan|caster;
           ,        ,         ,         ,          ,       2->
      And Riv|ers, so | were you:| Was not | your hus||band,
          ,    2      ,              ,    ,          ,
      In Marg|aret's bat|tle, at / Saint Al|ban's, slain?
       ,        ,              ,         ,        ,
      Let me | put in | your minds,| if you | forget
        ,               ,          ,          ,         ,
      What you | have been | ere this,| and what | you are:
          ,         ,          ,          ,       ,
      Withal,| what I | have been,| and what | I am.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
         ,    2       x       T   T   T           ,
      A murd|erous villain,| and so still | thou art.
 
RICHARD
             ,         ,         ,         ,       ,        ->
      Poor* Clar|ence did | forsake | his fath|er War||wick,
       ,       2     ,          ,           ,       x
      Aye,| and forswore | himself |(which Je|su pardon).
 
QUEEN MARGARET
             ,        ,
      Which God | revenge. \\
 
RICHARD
           ,         ,         ,       ,          ,
      To fight | on Ed|ward's part|y, for | the crown,
             x        T     T    T              ,    ,
      And for his | meed, poor lord,| he is / mewed up:
          ,         ,         ,            ,           ,         ->
      I would | to God | my heart | were flint,| like Ed||ward's,
       ,    ,           ,         ,  2            ,
      Or | Edward's | soft and | pitiful,| like^mine;
      ,             ,        ,        ,           ,
      I am | too* child|ish-fool|ish for | this world.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
       ,              ,          ,           ,            ,
      Hie thee | to hell | for shame,| and leave | this world
            ,    ,        ,           ,       ,
      Thou cac|odem|on, there | thy king|dom is.
 
RIVERS
           ,          ,          ,          ,      ,
      My Lord | of Glouce|ster: in | those bu|sy days,
              ,          ,         ,        ,     ,
      Which here | you urge,| to prove | us en|emies,
          ,          ,          ,          ,          ,
      We fol|lowed then | our lord,| our sove|reign king,
            ,         ,        ,            ,         ,
      So should | we you,| if you | should be | our king.
 
RICHARD
         ,           ,    2     ,       ,      ,       ->
      If I | should be?| I had rath|er be | a ped||lar:
       ,      x               ,            ,            ,
      Far | be it from | my heart,| the thought | thereof.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
          ,       ,         ,        ,         ,
      As lit|tle joy |(my lord)| as you | suppose
             ,        ,          ,           ,          ,
      You should | enjoy,| were you | this count|ry's king,
          ,       ,         ,         ,        ,
      As lit|tle joy | may you | suppose | in me,
           ,      ,     ,            ,           ,
      That I | enjoy,| being | the queen | thereof.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
         ,       ,        ,          ,           ,
      A lit|tle joy | enjoys | the queen | thereof,
          ,       ,         ,    ,       ,        ->
      For I | am she,| and al|togeth|er joy||less:
      ,      2    ,        ,        ,    ,
      I | can no long|er hold | me pa|tient.
        ,             ,         ,                 ,   ,
      Hear me,| you wrang|ling pir|ates, that / fall out,
           ,        ,           ,            ,           ,
      In shar|ing that | which you | have pilled | from me:
        ,              ,        ,           ,         ,
      Which of | you trem|bles not | that looks | on me?
          ,         ,        ,          ,          ,         o
      If not,| that I | am queen,| you bow | like sub|jects;
       ,          ,           ,           ,           ,      o
      Yet that | by you | deposed,| you quake | like re|bels.  (hex with prev)
          ,       ,         ,         ,      ,
      Ah gent|le vil|lain, do | not turn | away.
 
RICHARD
       __      ,          ,             ,            2     ,
      Foul | wrinkled | witch, what | makst thou | in my sight?
 
QUEEN MARGARET
           ,    ,             ,    ,            ,
      But rep|eti|tion of / what thou | hast marred,
        ,             ,        ,       ,          ,
      That will | I make,| before | I let | thee go.
 
RICHARD
             ,         ,     ,         ,         ,
      Wert thou | not ban|ished,| on pain | of death?
 
QUEEN MARGARET
         ,       2   ,     ,           ,        ,    2
      I was.| But I do | find more | pain in | banishment,
             ,           ,          ,        ,      ,
      Than death | can yield | me here,| by my | abode.
         ,        ,       ,           ,        ,
      A hus|band and | a son | thou owst | to me,
            ,        ,        ,        ,       ,      ,  ->
      And thou | a king|dom; all | of you,| alleg||iance:
           ,     3    3    ,         ,          ,
      The sor|row that I have,| by right | is yours,
           ,          ,         ,       ,          ,
      And all | the pleas|ures you | usurp | are mine.
 
RICHARD
            ,         ,      ,        ,         ,
      The curse | my nob|le fath|er laid | on thee,
             ,            ,      .   T   T    T           ,      ->
      When thou | didst crown | his warlike brows | with pap||er,
       ,        2       ,             ,        ,          ,
      And | with thy scorns | drewst^riv|ers from | his eyes,
            ,        ,            ,           ,        ,
      And then | to dry | them, gavst | the duke | a clout,
         ,      2        ,           ,          ,       ,
      Steeped in the | faultless | blood of | pretty | Rutland:
           ,        ,          ,       ,         ,
      His curs|es then,| from bit|terness | of soul,
           ,          ,       ,      2         x      ,
      Denounced | against | thee, are all | fallen u|pon thee:
           ,         ,           ,            ,       ,
      And God,| not we,| hath plagued | thy bloo|dy deed.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
           ,        ,         ,          ,     ,
      So just | is God,| to right | the in|nocent.
 
HASTINGS
      ,               ,         ,         ,           ,
      O, 'twas | the foul|est deed | to slay | that babe,
         2      ,     ,      ,           ,          ,
      And the most | merci|less, that | ere was | heard of.
 
RIVERS
       ,               ,       ,          ,    2    ,
      Tyrants | themselves | wept when | it was re|ported.
 
DORSET
          ,          ,      ,        ,      ,
      No man | but proph|esied | revenge | for it.
 
BUCKINGHAM
           ,              ,   ,          ,          x
      Northum|berland,/ then pres|ent, wept | to see it.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
        ,                ,        ,        ,        ,
      What? Were | you snarl|ing all | before | I came,
       ,           ,           ,      ,          ,
      Ready | to catch | each oth|er by | the throat,
            ,         ,          ,       ,        ,
      And turn | you all | your hat|red now | on me?
       .    T      T     T          ,         ,            x
      Did^York's dread curse | prevail | so much | with heaven,
            ,         ,          ,      ,          ,
      That Hen|ry's death,| my love|ly Ed|ward's death,
              ,          ,        ,       ,       ,
      Their king|dom's loss,| my woe|ful ban|ishment,
             ,         ,       ,          ,         ,
      Could^all | but ans|wer for | that peev|ish brat?
            ,        ,            ,          ,        x
      Can curs|es pierce | the clouds,| and ent|er heaven?
       ,      2       T    T     T       2     ,      ,
      Why then give^|way dull clouds | to my quick | curses,
              ,        ,        ,        ,           ,
      Though not | by war,| by surf|eit die | your king,
           ,        ,              ,   ,        ,
      As ours | by murd|er, to / make him | a king.
       ,            ,          ,          ,          ,
      Edward | thy son,| that now | is Prince | of Wales,
           ,       ,     ,           T     T    .   T
      For Ed|ward our | son, that | was Prince of Wales,
       ,    2        ,           ,       ,       , 2
      Die in his | youth, by | like un|timely | violence.
           ,        ,          ,         ,        ,
      Thyself | a queen,| for me | that was | a queen,
           ,         ,        ,          ,        ,
      Outlive | thy glo|ry, like | my wretch|ed self:
             ,            ,         ,          ,           ,
      Long^mayst | thou live,| to wail | thy child|ren's death,
           ,      ,        ,      ,          ,
      And see | anoth|er, as | I see | thee now,
         ,               ,          ,           ,           ,
      Decked in | thy rights,| as thou | art stalled | in mine.
            ,         ,       ,        ,          ,
      Long^die | thy hap|py days,| before | thy death,
           ,      ,       ,          ,          ,
      And aft|er ma|ny length|ened hours | of grief,
            ,        ,        ,         ,           ,
      Die neith|er moth|er, wife,| nor Eng|land's queen.
       ,            ,        ,           ,        ,
      Rivers | and Dor|set, you | were stand|ers by,
           ,          ,      ,    ,                   ,
      And so | wast thou,| Lord Hast/ings, when | my son
             ,             ,      ,         ,          x
      Was stabbed | with bloo|dy dag|gers: God,| I pray him,
             ,        ,          ,          ,   2    ,
      That none | of you | may live | your na|tural age,
           ,         ,         ,     ,         ,
      But by | some un|looked^ac|cident | cut^off.
 
RICHARD
             ,          ,            ,       ,         ,
      Have done | thy charm,| thou hate|ful with|ered hag.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
       .    T    T    T      ,   ,       2              ,
      And leave out thee?| Stay dog,/ for thou shalt^|hear me.
            x          ,      ,          ,          ,
      If heaven | have^a|ny griev|ous plague | in store,
          ,        ,          ,         ,      ,          ->
      Exceed|ing those | that I | can wish | upon || thee,
      ,      2       ,          ,          ,         ,
      O | let them keep | it, till | thy sins | be ripe,
       .    T    T    T           ,     ,    ,
      And then hurl down | their in|digna|tion
           ,          ,                   ,     ,      ,
      On thee,| the troub|ler of the // poor world's peace,
            ,        ,            ,         ,          ,
      The worm | of con|science still | begnaw | thy soul,
             ,       ,              ,         ,            ,
      Thy friends | suspect | for trait|ors while | thou livst,
            ,      ,     ,                  ,         ,
      And take | deep traito/rs for | thy dear|est friends:
           ,            ,          ,      ,         ,
      No sleep | close^up | that dead|ly eye | of thine,
          ,        ,           ,        ,         ,
      Unless | it be | while some | torment|ing dream
           ,             ,        ,        ,       x
      Affrights | thee with | a hell | of ug|ly devils.
            ,         ,        ,        ,       ,
      Thou elv|ish-marked,| abort|ive root|ing hog,
        ,                 ,         ,       ,    ,
      Thou that | wast sealed | in thy | nativ|ity
            ,         ,        ,         ,         ,
      The slave | of na|ture, and | the son | of hell:
             ,       ,        ,         ,       ,
      Thou sland|er of | thy moth|er's hea|vy womb,
            ,        ,      ,        ,          ,
      Thou loath|ed is|sue of | thy fath|er's loins,
            ,        ,        ,        ,
      Thou rag | of hon|or, thou | detest|ed--
 
RICHARD
                                                ,      , ->
                                               Marg||aret.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
        ,
      Richard.
 
RICHARD
                __
                Ha.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
                         ,          ,
                     I call | thee not.
 
RICHARD
         ,          ,       ,             ,    ,
      I cry | thee mer|cy then:| for I / did think,
             ,             ,         ,           ,        ,
      That thou | hadst called | me all | these bit|ter names.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
           ,      ,           ,          ,      ,
      Why so | I did,| but looked | for no | reply.
          ,         ,         ,   2   ,        ,
      Oh let | me make | the per|iod to | my curse.
 
RICHARD
             ,        ,         ,        ,     ,
      'Tis done | by me,| and ends | in Marg|aret.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
        ,                 ,             ,         ,           ,
      Thus have | you breathed | your curse | against | yourself.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
        T    T  .    T       ,    ,         2      ,
      Poor painted queen,| vain flour/ish of my | fortune,
             ,            ,    2     ,     ,         ,
      Why strewst | thou sug|ar on that | bottled | spider,
              ,      ,       ,         ,       ,
      Whose^dead|ly web | ensnar|eth thee | about?
        T     T     .     T         ,          ,         ,
      Fool, fool, thou^whetst | a knife | to kill | thyself:  ??
            ,           ,           ,            ,         ,
      The time | will come,| when thou | shalt wish | for me,
           ,           ,           ,    2      ,            ,
      To help | thee curse | that pois|onous bunch|backed^toad.
 
HASTINGS
        T     Tx    T       ,          ,        ,
      False-boding wom|an, end | thy frant|ic curse,  ??
        ,             ,           ,         ,     ,
      Lest to | thy harm,| thou move | our pa|tience.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
        T    T   . T     ,      2        T    T     T
      Foul shame upon | you, you have | all moved mine.
 
RIVERS
                   ,     ,      ,       2        ,           ,
      Were you / well served,| you would be | taught your | duty.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
           ,          ,         ,            ,       ,    o
      To serve | me well,| you all | should do | me du|ty,
        ,            ,          ,          ,        ,   ___
      Teach me | to be | your queen,| and you | my sub|jects:   (hex with prev)
          ,          ,          ,            ,           ,    2->
      O serve | me well,| and teach | yourselves | that du||ty.
 
DORSET
           ,     ,          ,             ,    ,
      Dispute | not with | her, she | is lun|atic.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
        ,     ,           ,               ,     ,
      Peace mast/er mar|quess, you | are mal|apert,
             ,          ,         ,    2      ,      ,
      Your fire-|new* stamp | of hon|or is scarce | current.
      ,               ,        ,    ,           ,
      O that | your young | nobil|ity | could judge
              ,          ,         ,        ,    2 ,
      What 'twere | to lose | it, and | be mis|erable.
                    ,     ,          ,       ,          ,           ->
      They that / stand high,| have ma|ny blasts | to shake || them,
       ,      2       ,           ,           ,         ,      2->
      And | if they fall,| they dash | themselves | to pie||ces.
 
RICHARD
              ,       ,        ,           ,       2     ,
      Good* couns|el mar|ry, learn | it, learn | it marquess.
 
DORSET
           ,       ,         ,         ,        ,
      It touch|es you | my lord,| as much | as me.
 
RICHARD
       T    .    T    T        ,         ,         ,
      Aye, and much more:| but I | was born | so high,
           ,       ,        ,        ,        ,
      Our aer|ie build|eth in | the ced|ar's top,
           ,         ,          ,           ,          ,
      And dal|lies with | the wind,| and scorns | the sun.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
            ,          ,         ,        ,     ,
      And turns | the sun | to shade:| alas,| alas,
       ,            ,     ,             ,          ,
      Witness | my son,| now in | the shade | of death,
               ,          ,         ,           ,       ,
      Whose^bright | out-shin|ing beams,| thy clou|dy wrath
        ,         ,        ,         ,      ,
      Hath in | etern|al dark|ness fold|ed up.
            ,       ,             ,   ,         ,
      Your aer|ie build|eth in / our aer|ie's nest:
         ,           ,          ,        ,       ,
      O God | that seest | it, do | not suf|fer it,
          ,        ,           ,       ,           ,
      As it | was won | with blood,| lost be | it so.
 
BUCKINGHAM
        T      T    .    T         ,         ,     ,
      Peace, peace for shame:| if not,| for char|ity.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
             ,        ,    ,         ,         ,
      Urge^neith|er char|ity,| nor shame | to me:
       ,  ,            ,         ,          ,
      Unchar/ita|bly with | me have | you dealt,
            ,      2    ,    ,          ,           ,
      And shame|fully (by | you) my | hopes are | butchered.
          ,              ,  ,      ,         ,
      My char|ity is // outrage, life | my shame,
           ,          ,             ,        ,          ,
      And in | that shame,| still^live | my sor|row's rage.
 
BUCKINGHAM
       __     __     __     __    oo
      Have | done,| have | done.|
 
QUEEN MARGARET
           ,        ,      ,           ,          ,
      O prince|ly Buck|ingham,| I'll kiss | thy hand,
           ,          ,         ,    ,          ,
      In sign | of league | and am|ity | with thee:
            ,        ,      ,              ,       ,
      Now fair | befall | thee, and | thy nob|le house:
           ,               ,    ,        ,          ,
      Thy gar|ments are / not spot|ted with | our blood:
            ,        ,         ,        ,        ,
      Nor thou | within | the comp|ass of | my curse.
 
BUCKINGHAM
           ,         ,         ,       ,       ,
      Nor no | one here:| for curs|es nev|er pass
            ,         ,             ,            ,        ,
      The lips | of those | that breathe | them in | the air.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
            ,        ,           ,       ,          ,
      I'll not | believe | but they | ascend | the sky,
            ,        ,           ,        ,         ,
      And there | awake | God's^gent|le-sleep|ing peace.
          ,      ,           ,        ,       ,
      O Buck|ingham,| take^heed | of yond|er dog:
        ,              ,          ,           ,         ,
      Look when | he fawns,| he bites;| and when | he bites,
           ,       ,            ,      ,         ,
      His ven|om tooth | will rank|le to | the death.
            ,        ,         ,        ,        ,
      Have not | to do | with him,| beware | of him;
       T     T     .    T          ,            ,         ,
      Sin, death, and hell | have set | their marks | on^him,
           ,           ,      ,        ,        ,
      And all | their min|isters | attend | on him.
 
RICHARD
             ,         ,         ,         ,      ,
      What doth | she say,| my Lord | of Buck|ingham?
 
BUCKINGHAM
       ,             ,       ,         ,          ,
      Nothing | that I | respect,| my gra|cious lord.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
             ,           ,      ,
      What dost | thou scorn | me
                                     2      ,         ,
                                  For my | gentle | counsel?
             ,          ,       ,        ,           ,
      And soothe | the dev|il that | I warn | thee from.
      ,          ,        ,      ,       ,
      O but | remem|ber this | anoth|er day:
            ,           ,          ,      ,            x
      When he | shall split | thy ve|ry heart | with sorrow:
           ,            ,   2     ,        ,      ,
      And say |(poor* Marg|aret) was | a proph|etess:
             ,        ,         ,         ,         ,
      Live^each | of you | the sub|jects to | his hate,
           ,        ,          ,        ,         ,
      And he | to yours,| and all | of you | to God's.
 
[Exit]
 
HASTINGS
           ,           ,         ,         ,         ,      2->
      My hair | doth stand | on end | to hear | her curs||es.
 
RIVERS
           ,          ,        ,          ,         ,    3  3->
      And so | doth mine,| I muse | why she's | at li||berty.
 
RICHARD
         ,        ,                 ,    ,     ,      ->
      I can|not blame | her, by / God's ho|ly moth||er,
       ,        2     ,           ,         ,       ,
      She | hath had too | much^wrong,| and I | repent
           ,          ,        ,          ,        ,
      My part | thereof | that I | have done | to her.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
         ,      ,        ,     ,        ,         2->
      I nev|er did | her an|y to | my know||ledge.
 
RICHARD
           ,          ,         ,        ,         ,
      But you | have all | the vant|age of | her wrong:
      ,            ,        ,        ,      ,
      I was | too hot,| to do | somebo|dy good,
            ,         ,         ,        ,       ,
      That is | too cold | in think|ing of | it now:
       ,       ,        ,           2     ,        ,
      Marry | as for | Clarence,| he is well | repaid:
                 ,     ,       ,        ,          ,
      He is / franked up | to fat|ting for | his pains,
           ,        ,          ,          ,           ,
      God^pard|on them,| that are | the cause | thereof.
 
RIVERS
         ,    2     ,        ,          ,        ,       2->
      A vir|tuous, and | a Chris|tian-like | conclu||sion
           ,          ,                  ,     ,         ,
      To pray | for them | that have / done scathe | to us.
 
RICHARD
          ,     ,       ,       ,       ,
      So do | I ev|er, be|ing well-|advised.
           ,         ,      ,              ,         ,
      For had | I cursed | now, I | had cursed | myself.
 
[Enter CATESBY]
 
CATESBY
       ,           ,     ,          ,         ,
      Madam,| his maj|esty | doth call | for you,
           ,           ,           ,         ,          ,
      And for | your grace,| and yours | my gra|cious lord.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
        ,           ,      ,               ,         ,
      Catesby | I come,| Lords will | you go | with me.
 
RIVERS
           ,      ,           ,
      We wait | upon | your grace.   \\
 
[Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER]
 
RICHARD
         ,         ,           ,        ,         ,
      I do | the wrong,| and first | begin | to brawl.
           ,       ,           ,       ,        ,
      The sec|ret mis|chiefs that | I set | abroach,
         ,     ,  2        ,           ,        ,
      I lay | unto the | grievous | charge of | others.
       ,           ,   2     ,           ,         ,
      Clarence,| whom I in|deed have | cast in | darkness,
         ,       ,        ,     ,        ,
      I do | beweep | to ma|ny simp|le gulls,
       ,           ,       ,           ,      ,
      Namely | to Der|by, Hast|ings, Buck|ingham;
            ,           ,          ,      ,         ,
      And tell | them 'tis | the queen,| and her | allies,
             ,          ,        ,           ,         ,       ->
      That stir | the king | against | the duke | my broth||er.
       ,        2    ,          ,        ,      ,
      Now | they believe | it, and | withal | whet me
          ,        ,         ,        ,         ,
      To be | revenged | on Riv|ers, Dor|set, Gray.
            ,        ,     ,      2      ,          ,
      But then | I sigh,| and with a | piece of | scripture,
        ,      2        ,    ,              ,        ,
      Tell them that | God bids / us do | good for | evil:
            ,         ,         ,      ,     ,
      And thus | I clothe | my nak|ed vil|lany
        .   T   T    T      Tx     T    .  T     ,
      With^odd old ends,| stolen forth of ho|ly writ,
            ,        ,            ,        ,          x
      And seem | a saint,| when most | I play | the devil.
            ,           ,        ,   ,      ,
      But soft,| here come | my ex|ecu|tioners,
           ,        ,       ,        ,        ,
      How now | my har|dy stout | resolv|ed mates,
           ,         ,               ,     ,    ,
      Are you | now go|ing to dis//patch this thing?
 
FIRST MURDERER
          ,         ,          ,         ,           x
      We are | my lord,| and come | to have | the warrant,
            ,        ,      ,        ,         ,
      That we | may be | admit|ted where | he is.
 
RICHARD
        T     T    . T        ,         ,       ,        ->
      Well thought upon,| I have | it here | about || me:
        ,       2       ,        ,         ,       ,
      When | you have done,| repair | to Cros|by Place;
            ,     ,  ,        2       ,   ,
      But sirs | be sud/den in the | exe|cution,
          ,     ,          ,         ,          ,
      Withal | obdur|ate, do | not hear | him plead;
           ,               ,   ,        ,         ,
      For Clar|ence is / well-spok|en, and | perhaps
            ,            ,         ,      ,           x
      May move | your hearts | to pi|ty, if | you mark him.
 
FIRST MURDERER
            ,         ,     ,              ,          ,
      Tut,^tut,| my lord,| we will | not stand | to prate,
        ,            ,         ,       ,       ,
      Talkers | are no | good^do|ers, be | assured:
          ,       ,          ,          ,           ,
      We go | to use | our hands,| and not | our tongues.
 
RICHARD
             ,    ,    ,    ,           ,      ,    ,    ,
      Your eyes drop millstones, when fools' eyes fall tears:  ????
          ,          ,       ,          ,            ,
      I like | you lads,| about | your bus|iness straight.
           ,        ,
      Go* go,| dispatch.
 
FIRST MURDERER
                              ,        ,       ,
                         We will | my nob|le lord.
 
[Exeunt]

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