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<LINE>To hear the lamentations of Poor Anne,</LINE><LINE>Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd son,</LINE><LINE>Stabb'd by the selfsame hand that made these wounds!</LINE><LINE>Lo, in these windows that let forth thy life,</LINE><LINE>I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes.</LINE><LINE>Cursed be the hand that made these fatal holes!</LINE><LINE>Cursed be the heart that had the heart to do it!</LINE><LINE>Cursed the blood that let this blood from hence!</LINE><LINE>More direful hap betide that hated wretch,</LINE><LINE>That makes us wretched by the death of thee,</LINE><LINE>Than I can wish to adders, spiders, toads,</LINE><LINE>Or any creeping venom'd thing that lives!</LINE><LINE>If ever he have child, abortive be it,</LINE><LINE>Prodigious, and untimely brought to light,</LINE><LINE>Whose ugly and unnatural aspect</LINE><LINE>May fright the hopeful mother at the view;</LINE><LINE>And that be heir to his unhappiness!</LINE><LINE>If ever he have wife, let her he made</LINE><LINE>A miserable by the death of him</LINE><LINE>As I am made by my poor lord and thee!</LINE><LINE>Come, now towards Chertsey with your holy load,</LINE><LINE>Taken from Paul's to be interred there;</LINE><LINE>And still, as you are weary of the weight,</LINE><LINE>Rest you, whiles I lament King Henry's corse.</LINE></SPEECH><STAGEDIR>Enter GLOUCESTER</STAGEDIR><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Stay, you that bear the corse, and set it down.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>What black magician conjures up this fiend,</LINE><LINE>To stop devoted charitable deeds?</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Villains, set down the corse; or, by Saint Paul,</LINE><LINE>I'll make a corse of him that disobeys.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>Gentleman</SPEAKER><LINE>My lord, stand back, and let the coffin pass.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Unmanner'd dog! stand thou, when I command:</LINE><LINE>Advance thy halbert higher than my breast,</LINE><LINE>Or, by Saint Paul, I'll strike thee to my foot,</LINE><LINE>And spurn upon thee, beggar, for thy boldness.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>What, do you tremble? are you all afraid?</LINE><LINE>Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal,</LINE><LINE>And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil.</LINE><LINE>Avaunt, thou dreadful minister of hell!</LINE><LINE>Thou hadst but power over his mortal body,</LINE><LINE>His soul thou canst not have; therefore be gone.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Sweet saint, for charity, be not so curst.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Foul devil, for God's sake, hence, and trouble us not;</LINE><LINE>For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell,</LINE><LINE>Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims.</LINE><LINE>If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds,</LINE><LINE>Behold this pattern of thy butcheries.</LINE><LINE>O, gentlemen, see, see! dead Henry's wounds</LINE><LINE>Open their congeal'd mouths and bleed afresh!</LINE><LINE>Blush, Blush, thou lump of foul deformity;</LINE><LINE>For 'tis thy presence that exhales this blood</LINE><LINE>From cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells;</LINE><LINE>Thy deed, inhuman and unnatural,</LINE><LINE>Provokes this deluge most unnatural.</LINE><LINE>O God, which this blood madest, revenge his death!</LINE><LINE>O earth, which this blood drink'st revenge his death!</LINE><LINE>Either heaven with lightning strike the</LINE><LINE>murderer dead,</LINE><LINE>Or earth, gape open wide and eat him quick,</LINE><LINE>As thou dost swallow up this good king's blood</LINE><LINE>Which his hell-govern'd arm hath butchered!</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Lady, you know no rules of charity,</LINE><LINE>Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Villain, thou know'st no law of God nor man:</LINE><LINE>No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>But I know none, and therefore am no beast.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>O wonderful, when devils tell the truth!</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>More wonderful, when angels are so angry.</LINE><LINE>Vouchsafe, divine perfection of a woman,</LINE><LINE>Of these supposed-evils, to give me leave,</LINE><LINE>By circumstance, but to acquit myself.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Vouchsafe, defused infection of a man,</LINE><LINE>For these known evils, but to give me leave,</LINE><LINE>By circumstance, to curse thy cursed self.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Fairer than tongue can name thee, let me have</LINE><LINE>Some patient leisure to excuse myself.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Fouler than heart can think thee, thou canst make</LINE><LINE>No excuse current, but to hang thyself.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>By such despair, I should accuse myself.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>And, by despairing, shouldst thou stand excused;</LINE><LINE>For doing worthy vengeance on thyself,</LINE><LINE>Which didst unworthy slaughter upon others.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Say that I slew them not?</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Why, then they are not dead:</LINE><LINE>But dead they are, and devilish slave, by thee.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>I did not kill your husband.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Why, then he is alive.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Nay, he is dead; and slain by Edward's hand.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>In thy foul throat thou liest: Queen Margaret saw</LINE><LINE>Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood;</LINE><LINE>The which thou once didst bend against her breast,</LINE><LINE>But that thy brothers beat aside the point.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>I was provoked by her slanderous tongue,</LINE><LINE>which laid their guilt upon my guiltless shoulders.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Thou wast provoked by thy bloody mind.</LINE><LINE>Which never dreamt on aught but butcheries:</LINE><LINE>Didst thou not kill this king?</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>I grant ye.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Dost grant me, hedgehog? then, God grant me too</LINE><LINE>Thou mayst be damned for that wicked deed!</LINE><LINE>O, he was gentle, mild, and virtuous!</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>The fitter for the King of heaven, that hath him.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>He is in heaven, where thou shalt never come.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Let him thank me, that holp to send him thither;</LINE><LINE>For he was fitter for that place than earth.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>And thou unfit for any place but hell.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Yes, one place else, if you will hear me name it.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Some dungeon.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Your bed-chamber.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>I'll rest betide the chamber where thou liest!</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>So will it, madam till I lie with you.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>I hope so.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>I know so. But, gentle Lady Anne,</LINE><LINE>To leave this keen encounter of our wits,</LINE><LINE>And fall somewhat into a slower method,</LINE><LINE>Is not the causer of the timeless deaths</LINE><LINE>Of these Plantagenets, Henry and Edward,</LINE><LINE>As blameful as the executioner?</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Thou art the cause, and most accursed effect.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Your beauty was the cause of that effect;</LINE><LINE>Your beauty: which did haunt me in my sleep</LINE><LINE>To undertake the death of all the world,</LINE><LINE>So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>If I thought that, I tell thee, homicide,</LINE><LINE>These nails should rend that beauty from my cheeks.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>These eyes could never endure sweet beauty's wreck;</LINE><LINE>You should not blemish it, if I stood by:</LINE><LINE>As all the world is cheered by the sun,</LINE><LINE>So I by that; it is my day, my life.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Black night o'ershade thy day, and death thy life!</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Curse not thyself, fair creature thou art both.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>I would I were, to be revenged on thee.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>It is a quarrel most unnatural,</LINE><LINE>To be revenged on him that loveth you.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>It is a quarrel just and reasonable,</LINE><LINE>To be revenged on him that slew my husband.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>He that bereft thee, lady, of thy husband,</LINE><LINE>Did it to help thee to a better husband.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>His better doth not breathe upon the earth.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>He lives that loves thee better than he could.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Name him.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Plantagenet.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Why, that was he.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>The selfsame name, but one of better nature.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Where is he?</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Here.</LINE><STAGEDIR>She spitteth at him</STAGEDIR><LINE>Why dost thou spit at me?</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Would it were mortal poison, for thy sake!</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Never came poison from so sweet a place.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Never hung poison on a fouler toad.</LINE><LINE>Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER><LINE>Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine.</LINE></SPEECH><SPEECH><SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER><LINE>Would they were basilisks, to strike thee dead!</LINE></SPEECH>
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