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Richard III

Act 4, Scene 3

The same.
 
[Enter TYRREL]
 
TYRREL
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      The ty|rannous | and bloo|dy act | is done,
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      The most^|arch deed | of pi|teous mas|sacre
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      That e|ver yet | this land | was guil|ty of:
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      Dighton | and For|rest, whom | I did | suborn
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5     To do | this piece | of ruth|ful but|chery,
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      Albeit | they were / fleshed vil|lains, bloo|dy dogs,
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      Melted with | tender|ness, and | mild com|passion,
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      Wept^like | to chil|dren, in their / deaths' sad | story.
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      O thus |(quoth^Digh|ton) lay | those gen|tle babes:
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10    Thus, thus, (quoth | Forrest)| girdling | one ano||ther
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      Within | their a|labas|ter in|nocent arms:
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      Their lips | were four | red ro/ses on | a stalk,
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      And in their | summer | beauty | kissed each | other.
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      A book | of pray|ers on | their pil|low lay,
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15    Which^once |(quoth^For|rest) al|most changed | my mind:
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      But oh | the de|vil, there | the vil|lain stopped:
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      When Digh|ton thus | told^on,| we smo|thered
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      The most | reple|nished sweet | work of | nature,
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      That from | the prime | crea|tion ere | she framed.
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20    Hence^both | are gone | with con|science and | remorse,
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      They could | not speak;| and so | I left | them both,
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      To bear | this ti|dings to | the bloo|dy king.
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      And here | he comes.| All health | my so|vereign lord.
 
KING RICHARD III
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      Kind Tyr/rel, am | I hap|py in | thy news.
 
TYRREL
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25    If to | have done | the thing | you gave | in charge,
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      Beget | your hap|piness,| be hap|py then,
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      For it | is done.
 
KING RICHARD III
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                        But didst | thou see | them dead.
 
TYRREL
         ,         ,
      I did | my lord.
 
KING RICHARD III
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30                     And bur|ied gen|tle Tyr||rel.
 
TYRREL
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      The chap|lain of | the Tower | hath bu|ried them,
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      But where |(to say | the truth)| I do | not know.
 
KING RICHARD III
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      Come to me | Tyrrel | soon, and | after | supper,
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      When thou | shalt tell | the pro|cess of | their death.
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35    Meantime,| but think | how I | may do | the good,
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      And be | inhe|ritor | of thy | desire.
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      Farewell | till then.
 
TYRREL
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                            I hum|bly take | my leave.
 
RICHARD
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      The son | of Cla|rence have | I pent | up close,
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40    His daugh|ter mean|ly have | I matched | in mar|riage,
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      The sons | of Ed|ward sleep | in Ab|raham's | bosom,  (hex with prev)
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      And Anne | my wife | hath bid | the world | good night.
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      Now for | I know | the Bre|ton Rich|mond aims
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      At young | Eli|zabeth | my bro|ther's daugh||ter,
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45    And | by that knot | looks proud/ly on | the crown,
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      To her | go I,| a jol|ly thri|ving wooer.
 
[Enter RATCLIFF]
 
RATCLIFF
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      My lord.
 
KING RICHARD III
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               Good or bad news,| that thou comst | in so blunt||ly?
 
RATCLIFF
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      Bad | news my lord, Mor|ton is fled | to Rich||mond,
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      And Buck|ingham | backed with the | hardy | Welshmen
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50    Is in | the field,| and still | his power | increa||seth.
 
KING RICHARD III
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      E|ly with Rich|mond trou|bles me / more near,
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      Than Buck|ingham | and his / rash-le|vied strength.
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      Come, I | have learned,| that fear|ful com|menting
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      Is lea|den ser|vitor | to dull | delay.
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55    Delay leads im|potent and / snail-paced | beggary:
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      Then fi|ery ex|pedi|tion be | my wing,
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      Jove's Mer/cury,| and her|ald for | a king:
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      Go mus|ter men:| my coun|sel is | my shield,
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      We must | be brief,| when trai|tors brave | the field.
 
[Exeunt]

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