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Richard III

Act 5, Scene 5

Another part of the field.
 
[Alarum. Enter KING RICHARD III and RICHMOND; they fight. KING RICHARD III is slain. Retreat and flourish. Re-enter RICHMOND, DERBY bearing the crown, with divers other Lords]
 
RICHMOND
       ,               ,          ,          ,   2      ,
      God and | your arms | be praised | victo|rious friends;
           ,         ,          ,      ,         ,
      The day | is ours,| the bloo|dy dog | is dead.
 
DERBY
          ,         ,          ,        3    3    ,           ,
      Coura|geous Rich|mond, well | hast thou acquit | thee: Lo,
        T    T     T     ,       ,      ,
      Here these long-|usur|ped roy|alties,
                   ,   ,        ,          ,        ,
5     From the / dead tem|ples of | this bloo|dy wretch,
           ,            ,         ,           ,         ,
      Have I | plucked^off,| to grace | thy brows | withal.
        ,        T    T    T        ,   oo
      Wear it | and make much | of it.|
 
RICHMOND
             ,        ,        ,      ,        ,
      Great^God | of hea|ven, say | Amen | to all.
            ,               ,     ,        ,        ,
      But tell | me, is / young George | Stanley | living?
 
DERBY
          ,        ,          ,         ,          ,
10    He is | my lord,| and safe | in Leice|ster town,
        ,         2      ,           ,        ,            x
      Whither |(if it please | you) we | may now | withdraw us.
 
RICHMOND
            ,         ,          ,         ,        ,
      What men | of name | are slain | on ei|ther side?
 
DERBY
             ,        ,         ,        ,     ,
      John^Duke | of Nor|folk, Wal|ter Lord | Ferris,
           ,       ,       x       2     ,         ,       2->
      Sir Ro|bert Bra|kenbury,| and Sir Wil|liam Bran||don.
 
RICHMOND
         ,           ,        ,       ,            ,
15    Inter | their bo|dies, as | become | their births,
           ,        ,       ,        ,          ,
      Proclaim | a par|don to | the sol|diers fled,
        ,           ,         ,        ,        ,
      That in | submis|sion will | return | to us,
            ,        ,          ,         ,      ,
      And then | as we | have tane | the sac|rament,
       ,     2    ,          T     T    T         ,
      We will u|nite the | white rose, and | the red.
        ,    ,         ,           ,        ,
20    Smile hea/ven u|pon this | fair con|junction,
             ,            ,        ,           ,    ,
      That long | have frowned | upon | their en|mity:
             ,        ,          ,          ,      ,
      What trai|tor hears | me, and | says^not | amen?
       ,               ,          ,           ,           ,
      England | hath long | been mad,| and scarred | herself;
           ,         ,        ,         ,           ,
      The bro|ther blind|ly shed | the bro|ther's blood;
           ,         ,       ,           ,         ,
25    The fa|ther, rash|ly slaugh|tered his | own son;
           ,          ,            ,       ,         ,
      The son | compelled,| been butch|er to | the sire;
            ,        ,       T   T   T      ,
      All this | divided | York and Lan|caster,
         ,       ,           ,       ,       o
      Divi|ded, in | their dire | divi|sion.
         ,          ,        ,      ,     ,
      O now,| let Rich|mond and | Eli|zabeth,
            ,        ,        ,         ,       ,
30    The true | succee|ders of | each roy|al house,
           ,           ,   3     3     ,       ,       o
      By God's | fair^or|dinance, conjoin | toge|ther:
           ,            ,          ,         ,        ,
      And let | their heirs |(God^if | thy will | be so)
          ,          ,         ,      .     T     T     T
      Enrich | the time | to come,| with smooth-faced peace,
            ,         ,              ,   ,     2      ,
      With smi|ling plen|ty, and / fair pro|sperous days.
         ,          ,         ,         ,          ,
35    Abate | the edge | of trai|tors, gra|cious Lord,
             ,         ,            ,       ,       ,
      That would | reduce | these bloo|dy days | again,
            ,          ,         ,          ,           ,
      And make | poor^Eng|land weep | in streams | of blood;
            ,          ,         ,             ,          ,
      Let them | not live | to taste | this land's | increase,
             ,            ,         ,            ,             ,
      That would | with trea|son, wound | this fair | land's^peace.
           ,        ,            ,        T     T   .  T
40    Now ci|vil wounds | are stopped,| peace lives again;
            ,          ,           ,          ,      ,
      That she | may long | live^here,| God* say,| amen.
 
[Exeunt]

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