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Richard III

Act 3, Scene 5

The Tower-walls.
 
[Enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM, in rotten armor, marvelous ill-favored]
 
RICHARD
       __     ,
      Come | cousin,  \\
        ,            ,             ,          ,
      Canst thou | quake, and | change thy | color,
      <- ,               ,      ,        ,         2    ,
        Murder || thy breath | in the | middle | of a word,
      <-      ,        ,       ,          ,       ,
        And then || begin | again,| and stop | again,
      <-    ,           ,          ,           ,          ,
        As if || thou wert | distraught,| and mad | with ter|ror?
 
BUCKINGHAM
      <- ,      2      ,       ,          ,     ,     ,
        Tut,|| I can count|erfeit | the deep | trage|dian,
        T     .    T    T         ,       ,        ,
      Speak, and look back,| and pry | on ev|ery side,
        ,             ,         ,        ,       ,
      Tremble | and start | at wag|ging of | a straw:
         ,         ,       ,          ,        ,
      intend|ing deep | suspi|cion, ghast|ly looks
           ,       ,          ,         ,       __
      Are at | my serv|ice, like | enforced | smiles;
            ,         ,      ,          ,    ,
      And both | are rea|dy in | their of|fices,
         ,      ,         ,          ,      ,
      At an|y time | to grace | my stra|tagems.
            ,         ,        ,
      But what,| is Cates|by gone?   \\
 
RICHARD
          ,        ,          ,           x        ,
      He is,| and see | he brings | the mayor | along.
 
[Enter the Lord Mayor and CATESBY]
 
BUCKINGHAM
        T    Tx
      Lord mayor.
 
RICHARD
                     T               ,    ,      ___
                   Look | to the / drawbridge | there.
 
BUCKINGHAM
         __         ,
        Hark, | a drum.
 
RICHARD
                          ,            ,          ,
                        Cates|by, orelook | the walls.
 
BUCKINGHAM
        ,   ,             ,        ,         __
      Lord may/or, the | reason | we have | sent.
 
RICHARD
        T    T    .  T            ,        ,     ,
      Look back, defend | thee, here | are en|emies.
 
BUCKINGHAM
       ,     2       ,    ,          ,             x
      God and our | inno|cency | defend,| and guard us.
 
RICHARD
          ,          ,           ,       ,              ,     ->
      Be pa|tient, they | are friends:| Ratcliff,| and Lo||vel.
 
[Enter LOVEL and RATCLIFF, with HASTINGS' head]
 
LOVEL
        ,      2      ,     ,     2    ,        ,
      Here | is the head | of that ig|noble | traitor,
           ,      ,         ,     ,       ,        2->
      The dang|erous | and un|suspec|ted Has||tings.
 
RICHARD
           ,        ,          ,         ,          ,
      So dear | I loved | the man,| that I | must weep:
          ,     ,     2        ,          ,          ,
      I took | him for the | plainest | harmless | creature,
               ,        ,          ,         ,
      That breathed | upon | the earth,| a Chris|tian,
      <-  ,      ,         ,          ,        ,      ,
        Made || him my | book, where|in my | soul re|corded
           ,     ,       ,         ,          ,
      The hist|ory | of all | her sec|ret thoughts.
            ,           ,           ,           ,        ,      ->
      So smooth | he daubed | his vice | with show | of vir||tue,
        ,       2   ,      ,       ,       ,      2->
      That | his appar|ent op|en guilt | omit||ted,
          ,         ,      ,                ,      ,
      I mean,| his con|versa|tion with / Shore's wife,
           ,           ,        ,       ,        ,
      He lived | from all | attain|der of | suspect.
 
BUCKINGHAM
       __      ,         ,     2    ,          ,           ,      ->
      Well,| well, he | was the cov|ertest | sheltered || traitor
           ,       ,
      That ev|er lived.  \\
        ,           ,        ,    ,           ,
      Would you | ima|gine, or | almost | believe,
            ,      T   T   T      ,      ,
      Wert not,| that by great | preserv|ation,
           ,           x       ,         ,         ,
      We live | to tell it,| that the | subtle | traitor
            ,          ,        ,         ,        ,
      This day | had plot|ted, in | the coun|cil-house,
          ,       ,    ,    2         ,          ,
      To murd|er me,| and my good*| Lord of | Gloucester?
 
LORD MAYOR
       ,         ,
      Had he | done so?  \\
 
RICHARD
        T     T    T      2      ,         ,     ,
      What? Think you | we are Turks,| or in|fidels?
           ,         ,         ,           ,        ,
      Or that | we would,| against | the form | of law,
           ,           ,      ,        ,           ,
      Proceed | thus rash|ly to | the vil|lain's death,
            ,             ,    ,      ,         ,
      But that | the ex/treme per|il of | the case,
            ,         ,         ,         ,          ,      ->
      The peace | of Eng|land, and | our pers|ons' safe||ty,
            ,    ,    ,        ,    ,
      En/forced us | to this | exe|cution.
 
LORD MAYOR
            ,        ,          ,        ,           ,
      Now fair | befall | you, he | deserved | his death,
           ,      2       ,        ,           ,        ,      ->
      And you | my good* gra|ces both | have well | procee||ded,
             ,    ,       ,            2      ,         ,
      To / warn false | traitors | from the like | attempts.
 
BUCKINGHAM
         ,        ,          ,       ,         ,
      I nev|er looked | for bet|ter at | his hands,
       ,           ,          ,         ,          ,
      After | he once | fell^in | with mist|ress Shore:
           ,         ,      ,         ,           ,
      Yet had | not we | deter|mined he | should die,
         ,           ,         ,        ,         ,
      Until | your lord|ship came | to see | his end,
             ,         ,        ,          ,            ,
      Which now | the lov|ing haste | of these | our friends,
        ,     2     ,           ,          ,       ,
      Somewhat a|gainst our | meanings,| have prev|ented:
          ,          ,        ,           ,          ,
      Because,| my lord,| I would | have had | you heard
            ,        ,          ,   2    ,        ,
      The trait|or speak,| and ti|morously | confess
           ,     3   3     ,        ,         ,        o
      The man|ner and the pur|pose of | his treas|ons:
            ,            ,          ,      ,          ,
      That you | might well | have sig|nified | the same
         ,        ,     ,         ,      ,
      Unto | the cit|izens,| who hap|ly may
       ,       ,            ,          ,          ,
      Miscon|strue us | in him,| and wail | his death.
 
LORD MAYOR
        ,               ,          ,         ,            ,
      But, my | good* lord,| your gra|ce's word | shall serve,
           ,       ,         ,          ,           ,
      As well | as I | had seen,| and heard | him speak:
           ,         ,       T    Tx     T        ,
      And do | not doubt,| right noble prin|ces both,
            ,         ,          ,   2    ,     ,
      But I'll | acquaint | our du|teous cit|izens
            ,           ,        ,         ,          ,
      With all | your just | procee|dings in | this case.
 
RICHARD
           ,         ,          ,            ,         ,
      And to | that end | we wished | your lord|ship here,
        2   ,         ,    ,             ,         ,
      To avoid | the cens|ures of | the car|ping world.
 
BUCKINGHAM
              ,           ,          ,        ,        ,
      Which since | you come | too late | of our | intent,
           ,         ,          ,        ,        ,
      Yet wit|ness what | you hear | we did | intend:
           ,        ,           x         ,          ,
      And so,| my good | lord^mayor,| we bid | farewell.
 
[Exit LORD MAYOR]
 
RICHARD
          ,       ,       ,        ,      ,
      Go aft|er, aft|er, cous|in Buck|ingham.
            x        T      T    T      ,            ,       ,  ->
      The mayor | towards Guildhall | hies him | in all || post:
        ,                  ,    ,                  ,
      There,/ at your | meetst van/tage of | the time,
         ,         ,      ,       ,          ,        o
      Infer | the bast|ardy | of Ed|ward's child|ren:
        ,              ,       ,         ,        ,    ,
      Tell them,| how Ed|ward put | to death | a cit|izen,  (hex with prev)
       ,          ,        ,           ,         ,
      Only | for say|ing, he | would make | his son
        ,             ,      ,            ,          ,
      Heir to | the crown,| meaning | indeed | his house,
        ,               ,          ,        ,       ,
      Which, by | the sign | thereof,| was ter|med so.
          ,        ,          ,       ,    ,
      Moreov|er, urge | his hate|ful lux|ury,
           ,    2   ,     ,          ,          ,
      And bes|tial ap|petite | in change | of lust,
               ,        ,          ,           ,           ,
      Which stret|ched to | their serv|ants, daught|ers, wives,
      ,           2     ,       ,        ,        ,
      Even | where his rag|ing eye,| or sav|age heart,
           ,         ,     ,            ,          ,
      Without | control,| lusted | to make | his prey.
       ,      2      ,           ,           ,        ,
      Nay, for a | need, thus | far come | near my | person:
        ,           ,             ,        ,           ,
      Tell them,| when that | my moth|er went | with child
           ,       ,   2    ,        ,       ,
      Of that | unsa|tiate Ed|ward; nob|le York,
            ,       ,         ,          ,          ,
      My prince|ly fath|er, then | had wars | in France,
                 ,   ,     ,       ,         ,
      And by / true com|puta|tion of | the time,
        ,                ,            ,   ,       ,
      Found, that | the is|sue was / not his | begot:
              ,         ,         ,       ,     ,
      Which well | appeared | in his | line|aments,
        2    ,         ,         ,       ,        ,       ->
      Being noth|ing like | the nob|le duke,| my fath|er:
       ,      ,           ,     2     .    T    T   T
      Yet | touch this | sparingly,| as 'twere far off,
          ,          ,          ,        ,        ,
      Because,| my lord,| you know | my moth|er lives.
 
BUCKINGHAM
             ,         ,           ,        ,    ,
      Doubt not,| my lord,| I'll play | the o|rator,
          ,        ,       ,          ,         ,
      As if | the gold|en fee,| for which | I plead,
            ,        ,         ,        ,       ,
      Were for | myself:| and so,| my lord,| adieu.
 
RICHARD
        2       ,       ,     ,                ,           ,
      If you thrive | well, bring / them to | Baynard's | Castle,
             ,            ,         ,       ,      ,
      Where you | shall find | me well | accom|panied
            ,   2     ,                ,     ,        ,
      With rev|erend fath|ers, and / well-learned | bishops.
 
BUCKINGHAM
         ,    T     T      T          ,        ,
      I go,| and towards three | or four | o'clock
        ,              ,                 ,    ,        ,
      Look for | the news | that the / Guildhall | affords.
 
[Exit BUCKINGHAM]
 
RICHARD
          ,             ,    ,         ,        ,
      Go lov|el with / all speed | to Doc|tor Shaw,
 
[To CATESBY]
           ,        ,      ,        ,           ,
      Go thou | to Fri|ar Pen|ker, bid | them both
        ,    2      ,          ,        ,           ,
      Meet me with|in this | hour at | Baynard's | Castle.
 
[Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER]
       ,      2     ,        ,          ,       ,
      Now will I | go to | take some | privy | order,
           ,          ,         ,         ,         ,
      To draw | the brats | of Cla|rence out | of sight,
       T   .   T   T        ,        ,       ,      2->
      And to give ord|er, that | no man|ner per||son
           ,      ,         ,      ,  2        ,
      Have an|y time | recourse | unto the | princes.
 
[Exit]

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