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Richard III

Act 5, Scene 3

Bosworth Field.
 
[Enter KING RICHARD III in arms, with NORFOLK, SURREY, and others]
 
KING RICHARD III
              ,           ,     2     ,        ,          ,
      Here* pitch | our tent,| even here | in Bos|worth field.
           ,        ,        ,      ,            ,
      My Lord | of Sur|rey, why | look you | so sad?
 
SURREY
           ,         ,      ,     ,                  ,
      My heart | is ten | times light/er than | my looks.
 
KING RICHARD III
           ,        ,
      My Lord | of Nor|folk.
 
NORFOLK
                              ,          ,          ,
                            Here | most gra|cious liege.
 
KING RICHARD III
       ,             ,            ,
      Norfolk,| we must | have knocks:
                                        ,            ,
                                       Ha, must^|we not?
 
NORFOLK
                  ,    ,          ,        ,        ,
      We must / both give | and take | my lov|ing lord.
 
KING RICHARD III
       ,             ,      ,            ,        ,
      Up with | my tent,| here will | I lie | tonight,
            ,        ,         ,           ,          ,
      But where | tomor|row? Well,| all's^one | for that.
       ,      2      ,          ,        ,         ,
      Who hath de|scried the | number | of the | traitors?
 
NORFOLK
       ,        ,        ,          2       ,        x
      Six or | seven | thousand | is their ut|most^power.
 
KING RICHARD III
           ,        ,       ,         ,        ,
      Why^our | battal|ion treb|les that | account:
          ,            ,       ,           x            ,
      Besides,| the king's | name is | a tower | of strength,
              ,      ,         ,        ,         ,
      Which they | upon | the ad|verse fac|tion want.
       ,              ,           ,      ,      ,
      Up with | the tent:| come* nob|le gent|lemen,
       ,        ,            ,        ,          ,
      Let us | survey | the vant|age of | the ground.
        ,              ,         ,        ,     ,
      Call for | some^men | of sound | direc|tion:
              ,        ,      ,       ,          ,
      Let's^lack | no dis|cipline,| make no*| delay,
            ,        ,       ,      ,     ,
      For lords,| tomor|row is | a bu|sy day.
 
[Exeunt. Enter, on the other side of the field, RICHMOND, Sir William Brandon, OXFORD, and others. Some of the Soldiers pitch RICHMOND's tent]
 
RICHMOND
            ,     ,           ,        ,      ,
      The wear|y sun,| hath made | a gold|en set,
           ,          ,       ,             ,       ,
      And by | the bright | tract of | his fie|ry cart,
        ,    ,       2      ,       ,      ,
      Gives tok/en of a | goodly | day to|morrow.
           ,         ,        ,            ,         ,        ->
      Sir Wil|liam Brand|on, you | shall bear | my stand||ard:
        ,      2      ,         ,      ,        ,
      Give | me some ink | and pap|er in | my tent:
             ,          ,         ,      ,          x
      I'll draw | the form | and mod|el of | our battle,
       ,            ,       ,         ,         ,
      Limit | each lead|er to | his seve|ral charge,
            ,         ,        ,               ,     x
      And part | in just | propor|tion our / small power.
           ,        ,        ,         ,         ,      2->
      My Lord | of Ox|ford, you | Sir Wil|liam Brand||on,
           ,         ,       ,          ,          ,
      And you | Sir Walt|er Her|bert* stay | with me:
            ,        ,          ,          ,     ,
      The Earl | of Pem|broke^keeps | his reg|iment:
             ,         ,       ,               ,         ,
      Good* Cap|tain Blunt,| bear my | good* night | to him,
           ,        ,        x     ,        ,
      And by | the sec|ond hour | in the | morning,
          ,          ,        ,        ,        ,
      Desire | the earl | to see | me in | my tent:
       T   T    T       ,           ,         ,    2
      Yet one thing | more (good*| captain)| do for me:
        ,               ,        ,          ,         ,
      Where is | Lord^Stan|ley quart|ered, do | you know?
 
BLUNT
          ,        ,         ,         ,        ,
      Unless | I have | mistane | his col|ors much,
               ,       ,       ,               ,    ,
      (Which^well | I am | assured | I have / not done)
           ,     ,           ,        ,         ,
      His reg|iment | lies^half | a mile | at least
        ,                 ,      ,      ,         ,
      South, from | the migh|ty pow|er of | the king.
 
RICHMOND
           ,       ,      ,       ,     ,
      If with|out per|il it | be pos|sible,
               ,       ,                 ,          ,           ,
      Sweet* Blunt,| make some | good* means | to speak | with him
            ,          ,                 ,    ,        ,
      And give | him from | me, this / most need|ful note.
 
BLUNT
        ,         ,         ,          ,        x
      Upon | my life,| my lord,| I'll und|ertake it,
           ,          ,         ,       ,        ,
      And so | God* give | you qui|et rest | tonight.
 
RICHMOND
             ,            ,         ,
      Good^night | good* Cap|tain Blunt:
                                           ,    ,
                                         Come gent/lemen,
       ,    2      ,     ,      ,          ,
      Let us cons|ult u|pon to|morrow's | business;
       ,          ,         ,        ,          ,
      Into | my tent,| the air | is raw | and cold.
 
[They withdraw into the tent. Enter, to his tent, KING RICHARD III, NORFOLK, RATCLIFF, CATESBY, and others]
 
KING RICHARD III
            ,     2    ,
      What is | it o'clock?   \\
 
CATESBY
            ,       ,         ,           ,        ,
      It's sup|pertime | my lord,| it's nine | o'clock.
 
KING RICHARD III
          ,         ,        ,
      I will | not sup | tonight,  \\
        T   T   T     ,         ,      oo
      Give me some | ink and | paper:|
        ,            ,       ,   2    ,        ,
      What, is | my beav|er eas|ier than | it was?
           ,        ,       ,       ,        ,
      And all | my arm|or laid | into | my tent?
 
CATESBY
          ,        ,          ,       ,      2       ,      T
      It is | my liege:| and all | things are in | readi||ness.
 
KING RICHARD III
        T   T         ,          ,          ,
      Good Nor|folk, hie | thee to | thy charge,
            ,        ,              ,      ,      ,
      Use^care|ful watch,| choose^trust|y sent|inels.
 
NORFOLK
         ,        ,
      I go | my lord.   \\
 
KING RICHARD III
        ,      2        ,      ,        ,        ,
      Stir with the | lark to|morrow,| gentle | Norfolk.
 
NORFOLK
         ,        ,         ,
      I war|rant you | my lord.  \\
 
[Exit]
 
KING RICHARD III
       ,
      Ratcliff.
 
RATCLIFF
                     ,
                My lord.
 
KING RICHARD III
                          ,     2     ,    2           ,
                        Send out a | pursuivant | at arms
           ,         ,     ,       2      ,           x
      To Stan|ley's reg|iment:| bid him bring | his power
          ,     ,  ,           2       T     T     T
      Before | sunris/ing, lest his | son George fall
       ,           ,       ,          ,       ,
      Into | the blind | cave of | etern|al night.
       ,            ,         ,      ,           ,
      Fill me | a bowl | of wine:| give me | a watch,
        Tx     T    T       ,          ,          x
      Saddle white Sur|rey for | the field | tomorrow:  ??
        ,      2        ,          ,           ,         ,        ,
      Look that my | staves be | sound, and | not too*| heavy.|| Ratcliff.
 
RATCLIFF
           ,
      My lord.  (mono with prev)
 
KING RICHARD III
        ,          ,     ,        ,          ,    2
      Sawst the | melan|choly | Lord North^|umberland?   ??
 
RATCLIFF
       ,             ,        ,        ,         ,
      Thomas | the Earl | of Sur|rey, and | himself,
        T  .  T    T          ,           ,          ,
      Much about cock-|shut^time,| from troop | to troop
              ,           ,       ,        ,        ,     ,
      Went^through | the ar|my, cheer|ing up | the sol|diers.
 
KING RICHARD III
       ,          ,      ,      ,           ,         ,
      So, I | am sat|isfied:| Give me | a bowl | of wine, (hex with prev)
          ,          ,      ,     ,         x
      I have | not that | alac|rity | of spirit,
            ,          ,         ,         ,         ,
      Nor cheer | of mind | that I | was wont | to have.
       ,         ,         ,         ,       ,
      Set it | down. Is | ink and | paper | ready?
 
RATCLIFF
          ,        ,
      It is | my lord.
 
KING RICHARD III
                                 ,     ,       ,
                      Bid my / guard watch.| Leave me.
       ,            ,         ,         ,       ,             , ->
      Ratcliff,| about | the mid | of night | come to || my tent
            ,        ,          ,       2   ,
      And help | to arm | me. Leave | me I say.
 
[Exeunt RATCLIFF and the other Attendants. Enter DERBY to RICHMOND in his tent, Lords and others attending]
 
DERBY
       ,             ,     ,    ,             ,
      Fortune,| and vict|ory | sit on | thy helm.
 
RICHMOND
           ,         ,          ,      ,             ,
      All com|fort that | the dark | night can | afford,
       ,           ,        ,      ,     2    ,
      Be to | thy pers|on, nob|le fath|er-in-law.
        ,              ,          ,      ,       o
      Tell me,| how* fares | our nob|le moth|er?
 
DERBY
      ,   2    ,         ,            ,         ,
      I by at|torney,| bless thee | from thy | mother,
            ,         ,   2  ,         ,           ,
      Who prays | contin|ually | for Rich|mond's good:
           ,          ,         ,        ,            ,
      So much | for that.| The sil|ent hours | steal^on,
            ,      ,          ,         ,          ,
      And flak|y dark|ness breaks | within | the east.
           ,          ,         ,       ,        ,
      In brief,| for so | the seas|on bids | us be,
           ,           x      ,       ,        ,
      Prepare | thy battle | early | in the | morning,
           ,         ,        ,      2   ,      ,
      And put | thy for|tune to | the arbit|rement
           ,        ,           ,        ,       ,
      Of bloo|dy strokes,| and mort|al-star|ing war:
      ,          ,           ,         ,      2    ,
      I, as | I may,| that which | I would | I cannot,
             ,       ,         ,        ,           ,
      With best | advant|age will | deceive | the time,
           ,          ,          ,         ,          ,
      And aid | thee in | this doubt|ful shock | of arms.
           ,         ,       ,         ,        ,        ->
      But on | thy side | I may | not be | too for||ward,
        ,      2     ,          ,         ,        ,
      Lest | being seen,| thy broth|er, tend|er George
          ,   ,      ,        ,          ,
      Be ex|ecut|ed in | his fath|er's sight.
            ,         ,         ,          ,        ,
      Farewell:| the leis|ure, and | the fear|ful time
            ,         ,    ,         ,         ,
      Cuts^off | the cer|emon|ious vows | of love,
           ,      ,      ,           ,           ,
      And amp|le int|erchange | of sweet | discourse,
             ,          ,          ,               ,       ,
      Which so | long^sund|ered friends | should dwell | upon:
       T    T   .  T        ,            ,          ,
      God give us leis|ure for | these rites | of love.
             ,       ,        ,   2            ,     ,
      Once^more | adieu,| be val|iant, and / speed well.
 
RICHMOND
              ,          ,         ,        ,     ,
      Good* lords | conduct | him to | his reg|iment:
              ,            ,         ,          ,       ,
      I'll strive | with troub|led noise,| to take | a nap,
            ,        ,        ,          ,         x
      Lest^lead|en slum|ber peise | me down | tomorrow,
           ,            ,            ,         ,     ,
      When I | should mount | with wings | of vict|ory:
             ,           ,            ,          ,      ,
      Once^more,| good night | kind^lords | and gent|lemen.
 
[Exeunt all but RICHMOND]
          ,           ,       ,       ,         ,
      O thou,| whose^cap|tain I | account | myself,
        ,           ,        ,       ,         ,
      Look on | my for|ces with | a gra|cious eye:
       ,               ,           ,         ,          ,
      Put in | their hands | thy bruis|ing irons | of wrath,
             ,          ,       ,            ,       ,
      That they | may crush | down with | a hea|vy fall,
         2  ,        ,        ,        ,       x
      The usurp|ing hel|mets of | our adv|ersaries:
        ,            ,     ,          ,    ,
      Make us | thy min|isters | of chas|tisement,
        ,              ,           ,        ,     ,
      That we | may praise | thee in | the vict|ory:
           ,       ,        ,         ,         ,
      To thee | I do | commend | my watch|ful soul,
       ,            ,         ,        ,          ,
      Ere I | let fall | the wind|ows of | mine^eyes:
        ,             ,        ,       ,         ,
      Sleeping,| and wak|ing, oh | defend | me still.
 
[Sleeps. Enter the Ghost of Prince Edward, son to King Henry VI]
 
GHOST OF PRINCE EDWARD
       ,        ,   ,       2        ,      ,
      Let me | sit hea/vy on thy | soul to|morrow:
        ,                 ,          ,        ,          ,
      Think how | thou stabbst | me in | my prime | of youth
           ,    ,         ,       ,              ,
      At Tewks|bury:| despair | therefore,| and die.
           ,          ,
      Be cheer|ful, Rich|mond,
                                ,          ,        ,
                               For | the wrong|ed souls
           ,          ,         ,         ,        ,
      Of butch|ered prin|ces, fight | in thy | behalf:
            ,        ,       ,        ,          ,
      King^Hen|ry's is|sue Rich|mond com|forts thee.
 
[Enter the Ghost of King Henry VI]
 
GHOST OF KING HENRY VI
           ,        ,        ,      ,       ,    ->
      When I | was mort|al, my | anoint|ed bo||dy
       ,     ,          ,         ,        ___
      By | thee was | punched | full of | holes;
        ,              x          ,       ,          ,
      Think on | the Tower,| and me:| despair,| and die,
       ,            ,       ,             ,          ,
      Harry | the Sixth,| bids thee | despair,| and die.
 
[To RICHMOND]
       ,   2          ,     ,         ,      ,
      Virtuous | and ho|ly be | thou con|queror:
       ,             ,      ,             ,           ,
      Harry | that proph|esied | thou shouldst | be king,
            ,         ,      2      ,       ,           ,
      Doth^com|fort thee | in thy sleep:| live, and | flourish.
 
[Enter the Ghost of CLARENCE]
 
GHOST OF CLARENCE
           ,    ,   ,       2        ,      ,
      Let me | sit hea/vy in thy | soul to|morrow,
      ,               ,          ,           ,         ,
      I that | was washed | to death | with ful|some wine:
             ,         ,         ,          ,          ,
      Poor* Clar|ence by | thy guile | betrayed | to death:
         ,       ,        ,        ,         ,
      Tomor|row in | the bat|tle think | on me,
            ,          ,         ,         ,          ,
      And fall | thy edge|less sword,| despair | and die.
 
[To RICHMOND]
            ,          ,         ,         ,      ,
      Thou off|spring^of | the house | of Lan|caster
            ,        ,          ,         ,          ,
      The wrong|ed heirs | of York | do pray | for thee,
            ,        ,            x       ,          ,
      Good^ang|els guard | thy battle,| live and | flourish.
 
[Enter the Ghosts of RIVERS, GRAY, and VAUGHAN]
 
GHOST OF RIVERS
           ,    ,   ,       2        ,      ,
      Let me | sit hea/vy in thy | soul to|morrow,
       ,     2         ,        ,            ,          ,
      Rivers, that | died at | Pomfret:| despair,| and die.
 
GHOST OF GRAY
        ,           ,         ,          ,        ,
      Think u|pon^Gray,| and let | thy soul | despair.
 
GHOST OF VAUGHAN
        ,           ,        ,           ,       ,
      Think u|pon^Vaugh|an, and | with guil|ty fear
            ,          ,         ,          ,
      Let fall | thy lance,| despair | and die.
 
ALL
                                                   ,
                                                Awake,
            ,            ,         ,           x
      And think | our wrongs | in Rich|ard's bosom,
            ,        ,       ,         ,         ,
      Will con|quer him.| Awake,| and win | the day.
 
[Enter the Ghost of HASTINGS]
 
GHOST OF HASTINGS
        ,            ,        ,     ,      ,
      Bloody | and guil|ty: guil|tily | awake,
           ,       ,      ,       ,          ,
      And in | a bloo|dy bat|tle end | thy days.
        ,          T   T   T         ,          ,
      Think on | Lord Hastings:| despair,| and die.
 
[To RICHMOND]
       ,          ,         ,       ,       ,
      Quiet | untroub|led soul,| awake,| awake:
       T     T     .   T                ,   ,           ,
      Arm, fight, and con|quer, for / fair Eng|land's^sake.
 
[Enter the Ghosts of the two young Princes]
 
GHOSTS OF YOUNG PRINCES
        ,             ,
      Dream on | thy cous|ins
                               ,          ,         x
                              Smoth|ered in | the Tower:
       ,    2      ,       ,         ,       ,
      Let us be | led wi|thin thy | bosom | Richard,
            ,            ,        ,       ,           ,
      And weigh | thee down | to ru|in, shame,| and death,
            ,         ,      ,             ,          ,
      Thy neph|ews' souls | bid thee | despair | and die.
        ,     ,         ,        ,          ,      ,
      Sleep Richmond, sleep in peace, and wake in joy,  ????
            ,        ,            ,          ,         ,
      Good^ang|els guard | thee from | the boar's | annoy,
        ,            ,       ,       ,         ,
      Live, and | beget | a hap|py race | of kings,
       ,      2    ,        ,         ,           ,
      Edward's un|happy | sons, do | bid thee | flourish.
 
[Enter the Ghost of LADY ANNE]
 
GHOST OF LADY ANNE
       ,              ,
      Richard,| thy wife,
                                  ,        ,          ,
                          That wretch|ed Anne | thy wife,
            ,       ,        ,       ,           ,
      That nev|er slept | a qui|et hour | with thee,
       T    T    T      ,           ,      ,
      Now fills thy | sleep with | pertur|bations,
         ,       ,        ,         ,         ,
      Tomor|row in | the bat|tle, think | on me,
            ,          ,         ,         ,          ,
      And fall | thy edge|less sword,| despair | and die:
 
[To RICHMOND]
            ,       , 
      Thou qui|et soul,
                         ,             ,       ,
                       Sleep thou | a qui|et sleep:
        ,             ,         ,      ,     ,
      Dream of | success,| and hap|py vict|ory,
           ,     ,        ,           ,          ,
      Thy ad|versar|y's wife | doth pray | for thee.
 
[Enter the Ghost of BUCKINGHAM]
 
GHOST OF BUCKINGHAM
            ,         ,
      The first | was I
                                ,           ,         ,
                        That helped | thee to | the crown:
            ,        ,          ,         ,     ,
      The last | was I | that felt | thy tyr|anny,
      ,            ,        ,          ,      ,
      O, in | the bat|tle think | on Buck|ingham,
           ,        ,       ,         ,      ,
      And die | in ter|ror of | thy guil|tiness.
             ,          ,        ,       ,           ,
      Dream^on,| dream^on,| of bloo|dy deeds | and death,
        ,            ,         ,         ,            ,
      Fainting | despair;| despair|ing yield | thy breath.
 
[To RICHMOND]
          ,          ,
      I died | for hope
                             ,           ,          ,
                         Ere I | could lend | thee aid;
            ,           ,          ,         ,         ,
      But cheer | thy heart,| and be | thou not | dismayed:
       T    .    T   T        ,          ,           ,
      God, and good ang|els fight | on Rich|mond's side,
            ,        ,          ,          ,          ,
      And Rich|ard falls | in height | of all | his pride.
 
[The Ghosts vanish. KING RICHARD III starts out of his dream]
 
KING RICHARD III
        ,    2    ,        T      T   T         ,
      Give me an|other | horse, bind up | my wounds:
            ,      ,       ,       ,          ,
      Have mer|cy Je|su. Soft,| I did | but dream.
         ,       ,            ,      ,      2     ,
      O cow|ard con|science! How | dost thou af|flict me?
             ,       ,    ,                  ,     ,
      The lights | burn blue./ It is | not^dead | midnight.
        T    T  .    T       ,             ,          ,
      Cold fearful drops | stand on | my trem|bling flesh.
        ,            ,        ,              ,          ,
      What? Do | I fear | myself?| There's none | else^by,
       ,                ,               ,  ,      ,
      Richard | loves^Rich|ard, that / is, I | am I.
       ,      2     ,   2       T    T   T       ,
      Is there a | murderer | here? No; yes,| I am:
            ,      ,             ,           ,        ,
      Then fly;| What from | myself?| Great^reas|on: why?
        ,          ,       ,        ,     ,      __
      Lest I | revenge.| What? My|self u|pon my|self?
         ,        ,        ,           ,        ,      ,
      Alack,| I love | myself.| Wherefore?| For an|y good  (hex with prev)
           ,       ,           ,       ,       ,
      That I | myself,| have done | unto | myself?
         ,     ,       ,        ,        ,
      O no.| Alas,| I rath|er hate | myself,
            ,        ,         ,       ,       ,
      For hate|ful deeds | commit|ted by | myself.
         ,      ,         ,       ,     2    ,
      I am | a vil|lain: yet | I lie,| I am not.
        ,     2      T    T     T      ,     2        ,
      Fool, of thy|self speak well:| fool, do not | flatter.
          ,            ,        ,         ,         ,
      My con|science hath | a thous|and seve|ral tongues,
          ,   2     ,             ,       ,        ,
      And ev|ery tongue | brings^in | a seve|ral tale,
           ,       ,         ,         ,       ,        ->
      And eve|ry tale | condemns | me for | a vil||lain;
       ,     ,    ,        ,            ,
      Per|jury,| in the | highest | degree,
       ,         ,    ,         2       ,           ,
      Murder,| stern murd/er, in the | direst | degree,
            ,        ,          ,         ,        ,
      All seve|ral sins,| all^used | in each | degree,
              ,      2     ,       2    ,      ,        ,
      Throng^all | to the bar,| crying^all,| guilty,| guilty.
      ,      2     ,             ,        ,          ,
      I shall de|spair, there | is no | creature | loves me;
           ,      ,         ,           ,     ,
      And if | I die,| no soul | shall pi|ty me.
       ,                   ,             ,          ,       ,
      Nay, where*|fore* should | they? Since | that I | myself
        ,           ,        ,     ,       ,
      Find in | myself,| no pi|ty to | myself.
           ,            ,         ,         ,        ,        ->
      Methought,| the souls | of all | that I | had murd||ered
        ,      2     ,        ,   2   ,           ,
      Came | to my tent,| and ev|ery one | did threat
         ,          ,     ,    2        ,        ,
      Tomor|row's venge|ance on the | head of | Richard.
 
[Enter RATCLIFF]
 
RATCLIFF
           ,
      My lord.
 
KING RICHARD III
                       ,
               Who's there?  \\
 
RATCLIFF
       ,              ,         ,        ,      ,          ,
      Ratcliff | my lord,| 'tis I:| The ear|ly vil||lage-cock
             ,           ,    ,     3  3      ,
      Hath twice | done sal|uta|tion to the morn,
              ,           ,          x      ,          ,
      Your friends | are up,| and buckle | on their | armor.
 
KING RICHARD III
         ,        2    ,        ,
      O Rat|cliff, I fear,| I fear.  \\
 
RATCLIFF
            ,         ,        ,       ,         ,       ->
      Nay good | my lord,| be not | afraid | of shad||ows.
 
KING RICHARD III
       ,      2  ,        ,     ,            ,
      By | the apos|tle Paul,| shadows | tonight
              ,       ,   ,        2        ,        ,
      Have struck | more ter/ror to the | soul of | Richard,
            ,         ,        2     ,     ,         ,
      Than can | the sub|stance of ten | thousand | soldiers
        ,          ,           ,         ,         ,
      Armed in | proof, and | led by | shallow | Richmond.
        2    ,     T    T   T           ,         ,
      It is not | yet near day.| Come* go | with me,
       ,            ,            ,          ,     ,
      Under | our tents | I'll play | the eaves|dropper,
          ,       ,      ,          ,           ,
      To see | if an|y mean | to shrink | from me.
 
[Exeunt. Enter the Lords to RICHMOND, sitting in his tent]
 
LORDS
            ,        ,
      Good mor|row Rich|mond. \\
 
RICHMOND
           ,       ,           ,        ,      ,
      Cry mer|cy lords,| and watch|ful gent|lemen,
            ,           ,       ,       ,         ,
      That you | have tane | a tar|dy slug|gard here?
 
LORDS
       ,               ,          ,
      How have | you slept | my lord?  \\
 
RICHMOND
            ,         ,
      The sweet|est sleep,
                                ,       ,         ,
                          And fair|est-bod|ing dreams,
            ,     ,        ,       ,       ,
      That ev|er ent|ered in | a drow|sy head,
           ,           ,       ,        ,         ,
      Have I | since your | depart|ure had | my lords.
           ,              ,            ,       ,        ,         ->
      Methought | their souls,| whose^bod|ies Rich|ard murd||ered,
        ,      2     ,          ,      ,  ,
      Came | to my tent,| and cried | on vic/tory:
         ,        ,         ,         ,     ,      ->
      I prom|ise you | my heart | is ve|ry joc||und,
       ,      2   ,          ,        ,        ,
      In | the remem|brance of | so fair | a dream,
           ,       ,        ,        ,        ,
      How far | into | the morn|ing is | it lords?
 
LORDS
        ,           ,          ,
      Upon | the stroke | of four.  \\
 
RICHMOND
            ,          ,        ,          ,       ,        ->
      Why then |'tis time | to arm,| and give | direc||tion.
        ,         ,          ,     ,        ,    2
      More | than I | have said,| loving | countrymen,
           ,        ,        ,         ,         ,
      The leis|ure and | enforce|ment of | the time
           ,         ,       ,       2   ,        ,
      Forbids | to dwell | upon:| yet remem|ber this,
       ,      2        T    T      T       ,          ,
      God, and our | good cause, fight | upon | our side,
             ,          ,       ,           ,        ,
      The prayers | of ho|ly saints | and wrong|ed souls,
        .    T     T    T    T      T    .  T         ,      ->
      Like^high-reared bul|warks, stand before | our fac||es,   ??
        ,      2    ,      ,               ,         ,
      (Rich|ard except)| those whom | we fight | against,
           ,     2      ,    ,           ,          ,
      Had rath|er have us | win, than | him they | follow.
       ,       2      ,         ,        ,       ,    2
      For, what is | he they | follow?| Truly | gentlemen,
          ,      ,        ,       ,     ,
      A bloo|dy tyr|ant, and | a hom|icide:
             ,          ,          ,         ,        ,         ->
      One^raised | in blood,| and one | in blood | estab||lished;
       ,           ,      ,          ,           2     ,
      One | that made | means to | come by | what he hath,
             ,           ,       ,      2        ,          ,
      And slaught|ered those | that were the | means to | help him:
          ,      T    T      T     ,           2      ,
      A base | foul stone, made | precious | by the soil
          ,           ,       ,             ,       ,
      Of Eng|land's chair,| where he | is false|ly set:
       ,              ,       ,          ,    ,
      One that | hath ev|er been | God's^en|emy.
        ,             ,         ,           ,    ,
      Then if | you fight | against | God's^en|emy,
        ,     2      ,          ,         ,        ,
      God will in | justice | ward you | as his | soldiers.
          ,         ,         ,       ,        ,
      If you | do swear | to put | a tyr|ant down,
            ,          ,          ,       ,       ,
      You sleep | in peace,| the tyr|ant be|ing slain:
          ,         ,         ,            ,          ,
      If you | do fight | against | your count|ry's foes,
             ,         ,           ,           ,            x
      Your count|ry's fat | shall pay | your pains | the higher.
          ,         ,          ,    ,               ,
      If you | do fight | in safe|guard of | your wives,
             ,            ,         ,         ,       ,
      Your wives | shall wel|come home | the con|querors.
          ,         ,           ,         ,          ,
      If you | do free | your child|ren from | the sword,
             ,           ,         ,        ,         ,
      Your child|ren's child|ren quit | it in | your age.
            ,         ,        ,         ,             ,
      Then in | the name | of God | and all | these rights,
          ,            ,           ,          ,          ,
      Advance | your stand|ards, draw | your wil|ling swords.
           ,         ,      ,        ,        ,
      For me,| the rans|om of | my bold | attempt,
             ,          ,       ,     2        T       T    T
      Shall be | this cold | corpse on the | earth's cold face,
           ,        ,           ,        ,       ,
      But if | I thrive,| the gain | of my | attempt,
            ,         ,            ,           ,          ,
      The least | of you | shall share | his part | thereof.
        T     T    .    T         ,       ,      ,     2
      Sound drums and trump|ets bold|ly, and | cheerfully.
       ,                  ,       ,             ,     ,
      God, and | Saint^George,| Richmond,| and vict|ory.
 
[Exeunt. Enter KING RICHARD, RATCLIFF, Attendants and Forces]
 
KING RICHARD III
             ,          ,      ,         ,         ,        ->
      What said | Northum|berland | as touch|ing Rich||mond?
 
RATCLIFF
        ,               x       ,      ,       __
      That | he was / never trained | up in | arms.
 
KING RICHARD III
           ,          ,           ,          ,        ,
      He said | the truth:| and what | said Sur|rey then?
 
RATCLIFF
            ,           ,         ,     3   3     ,
      He smiled | and said,| the bet|ter for our pur|pose.
 
KING RICHARD III
      <- ,         ,         ,          ,       ,        ,
        He || was in | the right,| and so | indeed | it is.
       ,         ___     ___
      Ten the | clock | there.  [clock strikes]
        ,    2     ,   2          ,         ,       ,
      Give me a | calendar:| Who saw | the sun | today?
 
RATCLIFF
          ,        ,
      Not I | my lord.  \\
 
KING RICHARD III
        ,            ,          ,          ,         ,
      Then he | disdains | to shine:| for by | the book
            ,             ,           ,         ,      ,
      He should | have braved | the east | an hour | ago,
          ,      ,             ,        ,    2    ,        2->
      A black | day will | it be | to some|body. Rat||cliff.
 
RATCLIFF
           ,
      My lord.
 
KING RICHARD III
                   ,          ,         ,       ,
              The sun | will not | be seen | today,
           ,           ,           ,      ,         ,     ->
      The sky | doth frown,| and lour | upon | our ar||my.
      ,        2       ,      ,            ,           ,
      I | would these de|wy tears | were from | the ground.
       T    T    . T     ,               ,        ,
      Not shine today?| Why, what | is that | to me
        ,              ,                     ,   ,     x
      More than | to Rich|mond? for the // selfsame heaven
              ,         ,          ,        ,   ,
      That frowns | on me,| looks sad|ly u/pon him.
 
[Enter NORFOLK]
 
NORFOLK
       T    T    .   T         ,       ,              ,
      Arm, arm, my lord:| the foe | vaunts in | the field.
 
KING RICHARD III
        T     Tx      Tx        ,    ,         ,
      Come, bustle, bustle.| Capar|ison | my horse.
        T   .   T    T        ,          ,           x
      Call up Lord Stan|ley, bid | him bring | his power,
      ,               ,         ,         ,         ,
      I will | lead^forth | my sol|diers to | the plain,
            ,        ,        ,         ,    ,
      And thus | my bat|tle shall | be ord|ered.
           ,         ,          ,          ,          ,
      My fore|ward shall | be drawn | out^all | in length,
          ,       ,      ,        ,           ,
      Consist|ing e|qually | of horse | and foot:
            ,        ,          ,      ,         ,
      Our arch|ers shall | be plac|ed in | the midst;
        T    T   .  T          ,        ,         x
      John Duke of Nor|folk*, Thom|as Earl | of Surrey,
              ,         ,        ,          ,          ,
      Shall have | the lead|ing of | this foot | and horse.
        T    T   .  T       ,         ,
      They thus direct|ed, we | will fol|low
      <-  ,          ,     ,               ,       2    ,        ,
         In || the main | battle,| whose puis|sance on eith|er side
                   ,    ,       ,          ,         ,
      Shall be / well-wing|ed with | our chief|est horse:
        ,      2          ,          ,             ,            ,
      This, and Saint^|George to | boot. What | thinkst thou,| Norfolk.
 
NORFOLK
          ,       ,        ,    ,   ,
      A good | direc|tion war|like sov/ereign,
        T    T   T    ,        ,          ,
      This found I | on my | tent this | morning.
        ,          ,             ,          ,
      Jockey of | Norfolk, | be not | so* bold,
             x          ,     2     ,            ,
      For Dickon | thy mast|er is bought | and sold.  (tetra with prev)
 
KING RICHARD III
          ,        ,      ,        ,   ,
      A thing | devis|ed by | the en|emy.
            ,    2     ,      ,       ,          ,
      Go* gent|lemen, eve|ry man | unto | his charge,
           ,         ,           ,          ,           ,
      Let^not | our bab|bling dreams | affright | our souls:
           ,           ,       ,          ,        ,
      For con|science is | a word | that cow|ards use,
          ,          ,          ,           ,         ,
      Devised | at first | to keep | the strong | in awe,
             ,       ,            ,              ,          ,
      Our strong | arms be | our con|science, swords | our law.
             ,     ,    ,          2      T  .   T    T
      March^on,| join brave/ly, let us | to it pell-mell,
          ,          x            ,         ,         ,
      If not | to heaven,| then hand | in hand | to hell.
             ,        ,      ,         ,             ,
      What shall | I say | more than | I have | inferred?
         ,        ,         ,         ,        ,
      Remem|ber whom | you are | to cope | withal,
          ,        ,     ,      ,             ,     ,
      A sort | of vag|abonds,| rascals,| and run|aways,
          ,        ,       o         ,      ,       ,
      A scum | of Bre|tons,  | and base | lackey | peasants,  (hex with prev)
                    ,    ,       ,       ,        ,
      Whom their / ore-cloy|ed count|ry vom|its forth
          ,    3   3   ,          ,        ,          ,       ->
      To des|perate advent|ures, and | assured | destruc||tion.
       ,      ,          ,            ,     2          ,
      You | sleeping | safe, they | bring to you | unrest:
            ,        ,            ,             ,    2     ,
      You* hav|ing lands,| and blessed | with beaut|eous wives,
        ,       2      ,          ,         ,        ,
      They would re|strain the | one, dis|tain the | other,
           ,           ,      ,      2     ,        ,
      And who | doth lead | them, but a | paltry | fellow?
        T    T   .   T       ,        ,          ,
      Long kept in Brit|ain at | our moth|er's cost,
      .   T   T    T          ,      ,         ,
      A milk-sop, one | that nev|er in | his life
            ,          ,        ,      ,          ,
      Felt so | much cold,| as ov|er shoes | in snow:
              ,            ,          ,          ,       ,
      Let's^whip | these strag|glers ore | the seas | again,
             ,            ,    ,         ,          ,
      Lash^hence | these ov|erween|ing rags | of France,
             ,         ,         ,      ,           ,
      These fam|ished beg|gars, wea|ry of | their lives,
       ,      2        ,         ,          T   T  T
      Who (but for | dreaming | on this | fond exploit)
            ,         ,            ,           ,            ,
      For want | of means |(poor^rats)| had hanged | themselves.
          ,       ,                 ,   ,      2
      If we | be con|quered, let / men con|quer us,
      <- ,      ,           ,         ,          ,         ,
        And || not these | bastard | Bretons,| whom our | fathers
        ,    2         T    T   T          ,            ,
      Have in their | own land beat|en, bobbed,| and thumped,
           ,    ,         ,               ,          ,
      And on | record,| left them | the heirs | of shame.
               ,        ,          ,      ,               ,
      Shall* these | enjoy | our lands?| Lie with | our wives?
       ,             ,           ,        ,            ,
      Ravish | our daught|ers? Hark,| I hear | their drum,
             ,     3  3    ,          ,       ,       ,
      Right^gent|lemen of Eng|land, fight | boldly | yeomen,
             ,        ,          ,       ,         ,
      Draw^arch|ers draw | your ar|rows to | the head,
        ,           T     Tx     T          ,         ,
      Spur your | proud horses hard,| and ride | in blood,
         ,         ,        ,          ,         ,
      Amaze | the welk|in with | your brok|en staves.
             ,           ,         ,         ,           x
      What says | Lord^Stan|ley, will | he bring | his power?
 
MESSENGER
           ,         ,       ,        ,
      My lord,| he doth | deny | to come.
 
KING RICHARD III
       ,              ,      ,         __
      Off with | his son | George's | head.  (tetra with prev)
 
NORFOLK
           ,        ,    ,        ,          ,
      My lord,| the en|emy | is past | the marsh:
       ,   2       ,        T     T     T       ,
      After the | battle,| let George Stan|ley die.
 
KING RICHARD III
          ,          ,           ,         ,         x
      A thous|and hearts | are great | within | my bosom.
          ,           ,          ,      ,          ,
      Advance | our stand|ards, set | upon | our foes,
           ,         ,        ,          ,             ,
      Our an|cient word | of cour|age, fair | Saint^George
          ,      ,     2         ,         ,       ,
      Inspire | us with the | spleen of | fiery | dragons:
        ,      ,     ,          ,             ,
      Upon | them, vict/ory | sits on | our helps.
 
[Exeunt]

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