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Richard III

Act 2, Scene 2

The palace.
 
[Enter the DUCHESS OF YORK, with the two children of CLARENCE]
 
BOY
        T    T  T      ,        ,        ,        __
      Good grandam | tell us,| is our | father | dead?
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
       T  T
      No boy.
 
BOY
              T         ,        ,          ,            ,
             Why | do weep | so oft?| And beat | your breast? (hex with prev)
           ,       ,          ,      ,      ,
      And cry,| O Cla|rence, my | unhap|py son.
 
GIRL
       ,             ,        ,         ,            ,
5     Why do | you look | on us,| and shake | your head,
            ,        ,          ,         ,      ,
      And call | us or|phans, wret|ches, cas|taways,
           ,         ,      ,        ,       ,
      If that | our no|ble fa|ther were | alive?
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
           ,      ,         ,        ,          ,
      My pret|ty cou|sins, you | mistake | me both,
         ,       ,          ,        ,         ,
      I do | lament | the sick|ness of | the king.
           ,          ,     ,               ,          ,
10    As loath | to lose | him, not | your fa|ther's death:
                  ,   ,             ,   ,             ,
      It were / lost sor|row to / wail one | that's lost.
 
BOY
            ,         ,          ,        ,        ,
      Then you | conclude |(my gran|dam) he | is dead:
            ,          ,      ,        ,          ,
      The king | mine un|cle is | to blame | for it.
       ,             ,           ,     2      ,      ,
      God will | revenge | it, whom | I will im|portune
            ,          ,       ,           2    ,
15    With ear|nest prayers,| all to | that effect.
 
GIRL
                                                     ,    2        T ->
                                                    And so will || I.
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
        T     T         ,           ,           ,          ,
      Peace chil|dren peace,| the king | doth love | you well.
         ,    ,          ,       ,     ,
      Inca|pable,| and shal|low in|nocents,
           ,        ,            ,           ,          ,
      You can|not guess | who caused | your fa|ther's death.
 
BOY
           ,        ,       2     ,     ,         ,
20    Grandam | we can:| for my good | uncle | Gloucester
        ,             ,         ,       x              ,
      Told me,| the king | provoked | to it by | the queen,
          ,         ,          ,      ,       ,
      Devised | impeach|ments to | impri|son him;
            ,        ,       ,        ,        ,
      And when | my un|cle told | me so,| he wept,
           ,       ,         ,        ,          ,
      And pi|tied me,| and kind|ly kissed | my cheek;
        ,    2    ,       ,         ,       ,
25    Bade me re|ly on | him, as | on my | father,
           ,           ,         ,      ,       ,
      And he | would love | me dear|ly as | a child.
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
       ,             ,             ,           ,        ,
      Ah! That | deceit | should steal | such gen|tle shape,
       ,      2     ,   2      ,         T    T    T
      And with a | virtuous | viz or | hide deep vice.
       ,          ,     ,               ,        ,
      He is | my son,| aye, and | therein | my shame,
            ,         ,         ,          ,        ,
30    Yet from | my dugs,| he drew | not this | deceit.
 
BOY
        ,      2      ,       ,       ,         ,
      Think you my | uncle | did dis|semble | grandam?
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
       T   T
      Aye boy.
 
BOY
               .  T           x       ,            ,     2
               I can|not think it.| Hark, what | noise is this?
 
[Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, with her hair about her ears; RIVERS, and DORSET after her]
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
       ,                ,       ,        ,          ,
      Ah! Who* | shall hin|der me | to wail | and weep?
           ,         ,         ,         ,        ,
35    To chide | my for|tune, and | torment | myself.
             ,           ,         ,         ,          ,
      I'll join | with black | despair | against | my soul,
           ,       ,        ,       ,    ,
      And to | myself,| become | an e|nemy.
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
             ,            ,          ,       ,         o
      What means | this scene | of rude | impa|tience?
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
           ,        ,        ,       ,    ,
      To make | an act | of tra|gic vi|olence.
       ,            ,         ,          ,         ,
40    Edward | my lord,| thy son,| our king | is dead.
            ,          ,          ,          ,         ,
      Why grow | the bran|ches, when | the root | is gone?
           ,       ,           ,            ,           ,
      Why wi|ther not | the leaves | that want | their sap?
          ,           ,        ,        ,         ,
      If you | will live,| lament:| if die,| be brief,
                   ,     ,       ,           ,            ,
      That our / swift-wing|ed souls | may catch | the king's;
           ,      ,   2    ,         ,       ,
45    Or like | obe|dient sub|jects fol|low him,
                ,    ,             ,    ,         ,
      To his / new king|dom of / nere-chan|ging night.
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
          ,         ,          ,    ,   2       ,
      Ah so | much in|terest have | I in thy | sorrow,
       ,  2       ,       ,        ,       ,
      As I had | title | in thy | noble | husband:
      ,            ,       ,       ,           ,
      I have | bewept | a wor|thy hus|band's death,
            ,           ,        ,       ,    ,
50    And lived | with loo|king on | his i|mages:
           ,     ,   ,         2        ,         ,
      But now | two mir/rors of his | princely | semblance,
             ,          ,        ,      ,         ,
      Are cracked | in pie|ces, by | malig|nant death,
          ,        ,                     ,    ,     ,
      And I | for com|fort, have but // one false glass,
              ,            ,       ,         ,         ,
      That grieves | me, when | I see | my shame | in him.
        ,     2     ,       ,          ,       ,
55    Thou art a | widow:| yet thou | art a | mother,
            ,         ,        ,         ,         ,
      And hast | the com|fort of | thy chil|dren left,
            ,              ,          ,         ,           ,
      But death | hath snatched | my hus|band from | mine arms,
             ,       ,    ,                  ,        ,
      And plucked | two crut/ches from | my fee|ble limbs,
       ,              ,       ,          ,          ,
      Clarence,| and Ed|ward. O,| what cause | have I,
         ,           ,       ,   2   ,        ,
60    (Thine be|ing but | a moi|ety of | my moan)
         ,     ,         ,          ,           ,
      To o|vergo | thy woes,| and drown | thy cries.
 
BOY
           ,          ,     ,             ,          ,
      Ah aunt!| You wept | not for | our fa|ther's death:
        ,           ,     ,              ,         ,
      How can | we aid | you with | our kin|dred tears?
 
GIRL
           ,       ,         ,           ,         ,
      Our fa|therless | distress | was left | unmoaned,
            ,      ,         ,        ,       ,
65    Your wi|dow-do|lour, like|wise be | unwept.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
        T   T  T     ,        ,     ,
      Give me no | help in | lamen|tation,
      ,           ,             ,     ,           ,
      I am | not bar|ren to / bring forth | complaints:
             ,          ,           ,         ,          ,
      All springs | reduce | their cur|rents to | mine^eyes,
           ,     2    ,         ,        ,   2    ,
      That I | being^go|verned by | the wa|tery moon,
            ,            ,    2     ,          ,           ,
70    May send | forth^plen|teous tears | to drown | the world.
       ,     2      ,                   ,    ,     ,
      Ah, for my | husband,| for my / dear lord | Edward.
 
CHILDREN
       ,    2       ,                   ,    ,     ,
      Ah for our | father,| for our / dear lord | Clarence.
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
        ,          ,      ,         ,    2       ,
      Alas | for both,| both mine^|Edward and | Clarence.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
             ,        ,        ,        ,           ,
      What stay | had I | but Ed|ward, and | he's gone?
 
CHILDREN
             ,         ,        ,          ,           ,
75    What stay | had we | but Cla|rence? And | he's gone.
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
             ,         ,         ,          ,          ,
      What stays | had I,| but they?| And they | are gone.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
           ,      ,      ,         ,        ,
      Was ne|ver wi|dow had | so dear | a loss.
 
CHILDREN
            ,      ,        ,         ,        ,
      Were ne|ver or|phans had | so dear | a loss.
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
           ,      ,       ,         ,        ,
      Was ne|ver mo|ther had | so dear | a loss.
        ,    ,           ,       ,            ,
80    Alas!| I am | the mo|ther of | these griefs,
         T    T   .   ,            ,         ,    ,
      Their woes are par|celled, mine | are ge|neral.
       ,            ,        ,          ,      ,
      She for | an Ed|ward weeps,| and so | do I:
      ,          ,          ,         ,         ,
      I for | a Cla|rence weep,| so doth | not she:
              ,          ,          ,        ,         ,
      These babes | for Cla|rence weep,| so do | not they.
        ,          ,         ,     T     T   .    T
85    Alas!| You three,| on me | three fold distressed:
            ,           ,     ,            ,          ,
      Pour^all | your tears,| I am | your sor|row's nurse,
       ,   2        ,        ,         ,     ,
      And I will | pamper | it with | lamen|tations.
 
DORSET
       ,               ,        ,         ,          ,
      Comfort | dear* mo|ther, God | is much | displeased,
          2      ,          ,   ,        ,         ,
      That you take | with un|thankful|ness his | doing.
          ,        ,         ,             ,         ,       2->
90    In com|mon world|ly things,| 'tis called | ungrate||ful,
             ,       ,        ,      2   ,        ,
      With dull | unwil|lingness | to repay | a debt,
        ,              ,    2     ,          ,       ,
      Which with | a boun|teous hand | was kind|ly lent:
             ,        ,         ,     ,            x
      Much^more | to be | thus op|posite | with heaven,
       ,    2      ,          ,        ,         ,
      For it re|quires the | royal | debt it | lent you.
 
RIVERS
       ,          ,      ,      2      ,        ,
95    Madam,| bethink | you like a | careful | mother
                 ,      ,           ,            ,            ,
      Of the / young prince | your son:| send straight | for him,
       ,              ,          ,          ,         ,
      Let him | be crowned,| in him | your com|fort lives.
        ,          2     ,     2     ,     ,          ___
      Drown *des|perate sor|row in dead | Edward's | grave,
            ,            ,        ,       ,           ,
      And plant | your joys | in li|ving Ed|ward's throne.
 
[Enter GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM, DERBY, HASTINGS, and RATCLIFF]
 
RICHARD
       ,             ,         ,        ,          ,
100   Sister | have com|fort, all | of us | have cause
           ,         ,        ,        ,         ,
      To wail | the dim|ming of | our shi|ning star:
            ,          ,          ,         ,         ,
      But none | can help | our harms | by wai|ling them.
       ,          ,       ,       ,         ,      o ->
      Madam,| my mo|ther, I | do cry | you mer||cy,
         ,         ,           ,      ,         ,        ,  ->
      I did | not see | your grace.| Humbly || on my | knee,
            ,            ,        oo
105   I | crave your | blessing.|
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
            ,            ,          ,        ,          ,
      God^bless | thee, and | put meek|ness in | thy breast,
        ,   ,           ,   2             ,   ,     2->
      Love cha/rity,| obe|dience, and / true du||ty.
 
GLOUCESTER [Aside]
        ,          ,        ,    .   T   T   T
      Amen,| and make | me die | a good old man,
        ,             ,    ,    2     ,           ,
      That is | the butt-|end of a | mother's | blessing;
         ,        ,          ,           ,         ,
110   I mar|vel that | her grace | did leave | it out.
 
BUCKINGHAM
            ,       ,               ,    ,     2     ,
      You clou|dy prin|ces, and / heart-sor|rowing peers,
             ,          ,   2   ,       ,         ,
      That bear | this mu|tual hea|vy load | of moan,
            ,          ,        ,        ,          ,
      Now cheer | each o|ther, in | each^o|ther's love:
         ,               ,          ,        ,          ,
      Though we | have spent | our har|vest of | this king,
          ,         ,         ,        ,        ,
115   We are | to reap | the har|vest of | his son.
           ,       ,        2         ,    ,        ,
      The bro|ken ran|cor of your / high-swol|len hates,
            ,       ,            ,           ,        ,      ->
      But late|ly splin|tered, knit,| and joined | toge||ther,
        ,     ,         2      ,      ,                ,
      Must | gently | be preserved,| cherished,| and kept:
          ,         ,           ,          ,        ,
      Me see|meth good,| that with | some lit|tle train,
             ,          ,               ,      ,         ,
120   Forthwith | from Lud|low, the / young prince | be set
       ,           ,        ,         ,            ,
      Hither | to Lon|don, to | be crowned | our king.
 
RIVERS
       ,               ,        ,
      Why with | some lit|tle train,
           ,         ,      ,
      My Lord | of Buck|ingham?    (trimeter with prev)
 
BUCKINGHAM
       ,           ,      ,          ,      ,
      Marry | my lord,| lest by | a mul|titude,
       .   T     T     T         ,                 ,    ,
125   The new-healed wound | of ma|lice should / break out,
              ,         ,     ,          ,   ,
      Which would | be so | much the | more dan/gerous,
        2      ,       2   ,          ,          ,       ,        ->
      By how much | the estate | is green,| and yet | ungo||verned.
        ,               ,     ,        2    ,         ,
      Where | every / horse bears | his comman|ding rein,
           ,        ,           ,           ,          ,
      And may | direct | his course | as please | himself,
           ,          ,         ,         ,       ,       ->
130   As well | the fear | of harm,| as harm | appa||rent,
       ,     2  ,         ,         ,       ,       2->
      In | my opin|ion, ought | to be | preven||ted.
 
RICHARD
          ,          ,           ,           ,        ,
      I hope | the king | made peace | with all | of us,
                 ,   ,         ,          ,        ,
      And the / compact | is firm,| and true | in me.
 
RIVERS
           ,       ,        ,       ,         ,
      And so | in me,| and so |(I think)| in all.
            ,         ,         ,           ,         ,
135   Yet since | it is | but green,| it should | be put
          ,      ,        ,      ,          ,
      To no | appa|rent like|lihood | of breach,
             ,            ,   ,    2    ,          ,
      Which^hap|ly by / much com|pany might | be urged:
             ,       ,          ,       ,      ,
      Therefore | I say | with no|ble Buck|ingham,
            ,        ,        ,             ,            ,
      That it | is meet | so few | should fetch | the prince.
 
HASTINGS
      ___   __   ___   _   oo
140   And | so | say | I.|
 
RICHARD
            ,       ,        ,    ,   2    ,
      Then be | it so,| and go | we to de|termine
       ,      2         ,            ,              ,        ,
      Who they shall | be that | straight shall | post to | London.
       ,           ,        ,         ,         ,
      Madam,| and you | my sis|ter, will | you go
           ,          ,         ,         ,        o
      To give | your cen|sures in | this bus|iness.
 
[Exeunt all but BUCKINGHAM and GLOUCESTER]
 
BUCKINGHAM
           ,       ,       ,        ,          ,
145   My lord,| whoe|ver jour|neys to | the Prince,
            ,       ,         ,         ,         ,
      For God|sake let | not us | two stay | at home;
           ,        ,           ,       ,
      For by | the way,| I'll sort | occa|sion,
      <- ,    , ,              ,           ,       ,
        As | index / to the | story | we late | talked of,
           ,           ,        ,    ,                     ,
      To part | the queen's | proud kin/dred from | the prince.
 
RICHARD
         ,        ,         ,       2    ,     ,
150   My o|ther self,| my coun|sel's consis|tory,
         ,    ,        ,             ,   ,       ->
      My o|racle,| my pro|phet, my dear cou||sin,
      ,     2    ,           ,    ,    2    ,
      I,| as a child,| will go | by thy di|rection,
              ,        ,          ,           ,        ,
      Toward Lon|don then,| for we'll | not stay | behind.
 
[Exeunt]

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