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Richard III

Act 4, Scene 1

Before the Tower.
 
[Enter, on one side, QUEEN ELIZABETH, DUCHESS OF YORK, and DORSET; on the other, ANNE, Duchess of Gloucester, leading Lady Margaret Plantagenet, CLARENCE's young Daughter]
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
            ,          ,         ,          ,    ,
      Who meets | us here?| My niece | Planta|genet,
       ,             ,      2      ,      ,          ,
      Led in | the hand | of her kind | aunt of | Gloucester?
       ,              ,           ,    2     ,         x
      Now, for | my life,| she's wan|dering to | the Tower,
       .   T     T      T         ,          ,         ,
      On pure heart's love,| to greet | the ten|der prince.
        ,          T   T
5     Daughter,| well met.
 
LADY ANNE
                           T       ,          ,
                          God |  give your | graces
        ,        ,         2   ,        ,        ,
      Both, a | happy | and a joy|ful time | of day.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
           ,     .  T     T   T        ,      2  ,
      As much | to you, good sis|ter: Whi|ther away?
 
LADY ANNE
          ,         ,          x          ,       ,
      No far|ther than | the Tower,| and as | I guess,
        ,          ,       ,       ,          ,
10    Upon | the like | devo|tion as | yourselves,
          ,      ,         ,        ,        ,
      To gra|tulate | the gen|tle prin|ces there.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
            ,         ,            ,      ,       ,       ->
      Kind^sis|ter thanks,| we'll en|ter all | toge||ther:
       ,      2        ,      ,             ,        ,
      And | in good* time,| here the | lieute|nant comes.
       ,            ,         ,          ,          ,
      Master | lieuten|ant, pray | you, by | your leave,
            ,           ,                ,    ,         ,
15    How doth | the prince,| and my / young son | of York?
 
BRAKENBURY
        T     T     T     ,       ,         ,
      Right well, dear | madam:| by your | patience,
         ,         ,       ,        ,       ,
      I may | not suf|fer you | to vi|sit them,
            ,            ,         ,           ,   ,
      The king | hath strict|ly charged | the con|trary.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
            ,            ,
      The king?| Who's that?
 
BRAKENBURY
                                 ,          ,        ,       2->
20                           I mean,| the Lord | Protec||tor.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
            ,         ,          ,           ,      ,     ->
      The Lord | protect | him from | that king|ly ti||tle.
        ,      2       ,         ,             ,         ,
      Hath | he set bounds | between | their love,| and me?
      ,   2         ,        ,             ,         ,
      I am their | mother,| who should | keep me | from them?
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
      ,   2         ,          ,       ,         ,
      I am their | father's | mother,| I will | see them.
 
LADY ANNE
              ,       ,       ,         ,           ,       ->
25    Their aunt | I am | in law,| in love | their mo||ther:
        ,      ,          2         ,            ,          ,
      Then | bring me | to their sights,| I'll bear | thy blame,
            ,         ,        ,           ,         x
      And take | thy of|fice from | thee, on | my peril.
 
BRAKENBURY
       T   Tx    T      ,          ,         ,
      No madam, no;| I may | not leave | it so:
       2     ,          ,          ,         ,       ,
      I am bound | by oath,| and there|fore par|don me.
 
[Exit. Enter LORD STANLEY]
 
LORD STANLEY
       ,    2        ,         ,        T    T    T
30    Let me but | meet you | ladies | one hour hence,
       ,      2     ,           ,          ,        ,
      And I'll sa|lute your | grace of | York as | mother,
           ,   2      ,      ,    .  T    T     T
      And rev|erend look|er on | of two fair queens.
        ,   ,                     ,           ,   ,
      Come ma/dam, you | must straight | to West|minster,
        ,             ,       ,          ,       ,
      There to | be crown|ed Ri|chard's roy|al queen.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
      __   oo    ,         ,     ,
35    Ah |    | cut my | lace a|sunder,
                  ,    ,           ,           ,          ,
      That my / pent heart | may have | some scope | to beat,
           ,        ,                   ,   ,         ,
      Or else | I swoon | with this / dead-kil|ling news.
 
LADY ANNE
          ,        ,        ,       ,         ,
      Despite|ful ti|dings, O | unplea|sing news.
 
DORSET
       ,              ,      ,             ,            ,
      Be of | good* cheer:| mother,| how fares | your grace?
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
         ,         ,      ,            ,           ,
40    O Dor|set, speak | not to | me, get | thee gone,
        ,              ,        ,        3  3      ,
      Death and | destruc|tion dog | thee at thy heels,
      <-     ,           ,       ,     ,         ,        o
        Thy mo||ther's name | is o|minous | to chil|dren.
       ,     2        T   T     T          ,           ,
      If thou wilt | outstrip death,| go cross | the seas,
            ,           ,          ,          ,          ,
      And live | with Rich|mond, from | the reach | of hell,
          ,           ,           ,            ,         ,
45    Go hie | thee, hie | thee from | this slaugh|ter-house,
        ,              ,          ,       ,         ,
      Lest thou | increase | the num|ber of | the dead;
            ,        ,           ,         ,    2       ,
      And make | me die | the thrall | of Mar|garet's curse,
           ,         ,         ,           ,        ,
      Nor mo|ther, wife,| nor Eng|land's coun|ted queen.
 
LORD STANLEY
        T   .   T    T         ,           ,        ,      ->
      Full of wise care,| is this | your coun|sel, ma||dam:
        ,       2      ,        ,        ,         ,
50    Take | all the swift | advan|tage of | the hours;
       ,                ,         ,     ,          ,
      You shall | have let|ters from | me to | my son,
           ,        ,         ,         ,        ,
      In your | behalf,| to meet | you on | the way:
          ,      ,   ,              ,       ,
      Be not | tane tar/dy by | unwise | delay.
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
         ,       ,         ,        ,    ,
      O ill-|disper|sing wind | of mi|sery,
      ,         ,        ,         ,         ,
55    O my | accur|sed womb,| the bed | of death:
          ,      ,      ,            ,               ,
      A cock|atrice | hast thou | hatched to | the world,
             ,   ,       ,        ,      ,
      Whose un|avoi|ded eye | is mur|derous.
 
LORD STANLEY
        T     Tx     T    ,            ,           ,
      Come, madam, come;| I in | all haste | was sent.
 
LADY ANNE
          ,       ,       ,        ,          ,
      And I | in all | unwil|lingness | will go.
          ,         ,      ,           ,         ,
60    O would | to God,| that the | inclu|sive verge
          ,       ,        ,           ,          ,
      Of gol|den met|al, that | must round | my brow,
            ,         ,          ,        ,          ,
      Were red-|hot^steel,| to sear | me to | the brains,
         ,       ,        ,          ,      ,     2->
      Anoin|ted let | me be | with dead|ly ve||nom,
           ,         ,         ,          ,          ,
      And die | ere men | can say,| God save | the queen.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
      T    T    T      ,        ,      ,         ,
65    Go, go, poor | soul, I | envy | not thy | glory, (matches Anne's first line)
           ,        ,        ,         ,         ,
      To feed | my hu|mor, wish | thyself | no harm.
 
LADY ANNE
       T   T     T     ,         ,       ,        ___ 
      No: why? When | he that | is my | husband | now,  (matches Queen's first line)
        ,        ,          ,         ,         ,
      Came to | me, as | I fol|lowed Hen|ry's corse,
              ,           ,           ,       ,       2        ,
      When scarce | the blood | was well | washed from his | hands,
      <-          ,         ,       ,        ,       ,
70      Which || issued | from my | other | angel | husband,
         2       ,      ,              ,        ,        ,
      And that dear | saint, which | then I | weeping | followed:
      ,            ,         ,         ,           ,
      O, when | I say | I looked | on Ri|chard's face,
        ,             ,         ,          ,         ,
      This was | my wish:| Be thou |(quoth^I) | accursed,
           ,       ,        ,         ,       ,      ->
      For ma|king me,| so young,| so old | a wi||dow:
       ,        2       ,          ,        ,          ,
75    And | when thou wedst,| let sor|row haunt | thy bed;
           ,         ,       ,     ,       ,
      And be | thy wife,| if a|ny be | so mad,
            ,    ,       ,         ,         ,
      More mis|era|ble, by | the life | of thee,
             ,           ,     ,    2       T    T      T
      Than thou | hast made | me, by my | dear lord's death.
       ,   ,                ,           ,        ,
      Lo, ere / I can | repeat | this curse | again,
          ,         ,         ,        ,         ,
80    Within | so small | a time,| my wo|man's heart
        ,         T   T   T      2     ,       ,
      Grossly | grew captive | to his ho|ney words,
             ,          ,    ,    2       T    T      T
      And proved | the sub|ject of mine^|own soul's curse,
             ,      ,          ,         ,           ,
      Which hi|therto | hath held | my eyes | from rest;
           ,      ,         ,     ,        ,
      For ne|ver yet | one hou|r in | his bed
          ,      ,         ,       ,         ,
85    Did I | enjoy | the gol|den dew | of sleep,
            ,         ,   2       ,           ,        ,
      But with | his ti|morous dreams | was still | awaked.
          ,          ,      ,    2      ,        ,
      Besides,| he hates | me for my | father | Warwick,
            ,         ,       ,           ,        ,
      And will |(no doubt)| shortly | be rid | of me.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
        T    T   .  T       ,     ,         ,       2->
      Poor heart adieu,| I pi|ty thy | complai||ning.
 
LADY ANNE
           ,           ,         ,        ,           ,
90    No more,| than with | my soul | I mourn | for yours.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
            ,          ,       ,     ,        ,     2->
      Farewell,| thou woe|ful wel|comer | of glo||ry.
 
LADY ANNE
         ,            ,           ,           ,         ,
      Adieu,| poor* soul,| that takst | thy leave | of it.
 
DUCHESS OF YORK
[To DORSET]
       ,     2       ,              ,     ,          ,
      Go thou to | Richmond,| and good | fortune | guide thee,
 
[To LADY ANNE]
       ,     2      ,              ,     ,         ,
      Go thou to | Richard,| and good | angels | tend thee,
 
[To QUEEN ELIZABETH]
       ,     2       ,  3 3          ,        ,          ,
95    Go thou to | sanctuary,| and good | thoughts pos|sess thee,
      ,   2       ,              ,           ,          ,
      I to my | grave, where | peace and | rest lie | with me.
        T  .  T    T         ,        ,        ,
      Eighty odd years | of sor|row have | I seen,
            ,       T    T     T          2    ,         ,
      And each | hour's joy wrecked | with a week | of teen.
 
QUEEN ELIZABETH
        ,           ,    ,               ,           x
      Stay, yet | look back / with me | unto | the Tower.
       ,          ,          ,            ,        ,
100   Pity,| you an|cient stones,| those ten|der babes,
            ,      ,        ,         ,           ,
      Whom^en|vy hath | immured | within | your walls,
        ,    ,              T    Tx     T       ,
      Rough cra/dle for | such little pret|ty ones,
        T    Tx     T      T    Tx     T   ,
      Rude ragged nurse,| old sullen play|fellow,
           ,        ,        ,        ,        ,
      For ten|der prin|ces: use | my ba|bies well;
          ,        ,         ,            ,           ,
105   So foo|lish sor|rows bids | your stones | farewell.
 
[Exeunt]

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