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<TITLE>The Tragedy of Richard the Third</TITLE>

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<P>Text placed in the public domain by Moby Lexical Tools, 1992.</P>
<P>SGML markup by Jon Bosak, 1992-1994.</P>
<P>XML version by Jon Bosak, 1996-1998.</P>
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<PERSONAE>
<TITLE>Dramatis Personae</TITLE>

<PERSONA>KING EDWARD The Fourth</PERSONA>

<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>EDWARD, Prince of Wales, afterwards King Edward V.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>RICHARD, Duke of York </PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>sons to the King.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>


<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>GEORGE, Duke of Clarence</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>RICHARD, Duke of Gloucester, afterwards King Richard III.</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>brothers to the King.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>

<PERSONA>A young son of Clarence. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>HENRY, Earl of Richmond, afterwards King Henry VII.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>CARDINAL BOURCHIER, Archbishop of Canterbury. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>THOMAS ROTHERHAM, Archbishop of York. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>JOHN MORTON, Bishop of Ely. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>DUKE of BUCKINGHAM</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>DUKE of NORFOLK</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>EARL of SURREY, His son. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>EARL RIVERS, Brother to Elizabeth. </PERSONA>

<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>MARQUIS OF DORSET</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LORD GREY</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>Sons to Elizabeth.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>

<PERSONA>EARL of OXFORD</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LORD HASTINGS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LORD STANLEY, Called also EARL of DERBY. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LORD LOVEL</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR RICHARD RATCLIFF</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR WILLIAM CATESBY</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR JAMES TYRREL</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR JAMES BLOUNT</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR WALTER HERBERT</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR ROBERT BRAKENBURY, Lieutenant of the Tower. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>CHRISTOPHER URSWICK, A priest. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Another Priest. </PERSONA>

<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>TRESSEL</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>BERKELEY</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>Gentlemen attending on the Lady Anne.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>

<PERSONA>Lord Mayor of London. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Sheriff of Wiltshire. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>ELIZABETH, Queen to King Edward IV. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>MARGARET, Widow of King Henry VI. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>DUCHESS of YORK, Mother to King Edward IV.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LADY ANNE, Widow of Edward Prince of Wales, son to King Henry VI; afterwards married to Richard.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>A young Daughter of Clarence [MARGARET PLANTAGENET] </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Ghosts of those murdered by Richard III., Lords and other Attendants; a Pursuivant Scrivener, Citizens, Murderers, Messengers Soldiers, &amp;c.</PERSONA>
</PERSONAE>

<SCNDESCR>SCENE  England.</SCNDESCR>

<PLAYSUBT>KING RICHARD III</PLAYSUBT>

<ACT><TITLE>ACT I</TITLE>

<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I.  London. A street.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter GLOUCESTER, solus</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now is the winter of our discontent</LINE>
<LINE>Made glorious summer by this sun of York;</LINE>
<LINE>And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house</LINE>
<LINE>In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.</LINE>
<LINE>Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;</LINE>
<LINE>Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;</LINE>
<LINE>Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings,</LINE>
<LINE>Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.</LINE>
<LINE>Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front;</LINE>
<LINE>And now, instead of mounting barded steeds</LINE>
<LINE>To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,</LINE>
<LINE>He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber</LINE>
<LINE>To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.</LINE>
<LINE>But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,</LINE>
<LINE>Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;</LINE>
<LINE>I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty</LINE>
<LINE>To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;</LINE>
<LINE>I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion,</LINE>
<LINE>Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,</LINE>
<LINE>Deformed, unfinish'd, sent before my time</LINE>
<LINE>Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,</LINE>
<LINE>And that so lamely and unfashionable</LINE>
<LINE>That dogs bark at me as I halt by them;</LINE>
<LINE>Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,</LINE>
<LINE>Have no delight to pass away the time,</LINE>
<LINE>Unless to spy my shadow in the sun</LINE>
<LINE>And descant on mine own deformity:</LINE>
<LINE>And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover,</LINE>
<LINE>To entertain these fair well-spoken days,</LINE>
<LINE>I am determined to prove a villain</LINE>
<LINE>And hate the idle pleasures of these days.</LINE>
<LINE>Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous,</LINE>
<LINE>By drunken prophecies, libels and dreams,</LINE>
<LINE>To set my brother Clarence and the king</LINE>
<LINE>In deadly hate the one against the other:</LINE>
<LINE>And if King Edward be as true and just</LINE>
<LINE>As I am subtle, false and treacherous,</LINE>
<LINE>This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up,</LINE>
<LINE>About a prophecy, which says that 'G'</LINE>
<LINE>Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be.</LINE>
<LINE>Dive, thoughts, down to my soul: here</LINE>
<LINE>Clarence comes.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKENBURY</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Brother, good day; what means this armed guard</LINE>
<LINE>That waits upon your grace?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>His majesty</LINE>
<LINE>Tendering my person's safety, hath appointed</LINE>
<LINE>This conduct to convey me to the Tower.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Upon what cause?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Because my name is George.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours;</LINE>
<LINE>He should, for that, commit your godfathers:</LINE>
<LINE>O, belike his majesty hath some intent</LINE>
<LINE>That you shall be new-christen'd in the Tower.</LINE>
<LINE>But what's the matter, Clarence?  may I know?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yea, Richard, when I know; for I protest</LINE>
<LINE>As yet I do not: but, as I can learn,</LINE>
<LINE>He hearkens after prophecies and dreams;</LINE>
<LINE>And from the cross-row plucks the letter G.</LINE>
<LINE>And says a wizard told him that by G</LINE>
<LINE>His issue disinherited should be;</LINE>
<LINE>And, for my name of George begins with G,</LINE>
<LINE>It follows in his thought that I am he.</LINE>
<LINE>These, as I learn, and such like toys as these</LINE>
<LINE>Have moved his highness to commit me now.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, this it is, when men are ruled by women:</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower:</LINE>
<LINE>My Lady Grey his wife, Clarence, 'tis she</LINE>
<LINE>That tempers him to this extremity.</LINE>
<LINE>Was it not she and that good man of worship,</LINE>
<LINE>Anthony Woodville, her brother there,</LINE>
<LINE>That made him send Lord Hastings to the Tower,</LINE>
<LINE>From whence this present day he is deliver'd?</LINE>
<LINE>We are not safe, Clarence; we are not safe.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By heaven, I think there's no man is secure</LINE>
<LINE>But the queen's kindred and night-walking heralds</LINE>
<LINE>That trudge betwixt the king and Mistress Shore.</LINE>
<LINE>Heard ye not what an humble suppliant</LINE>
<LINE>Lord hastings was to her for his delivery?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Humbly complaining to her deity</LINE>
<LINE>Got my lord chamberlain his liberty.</LINE>
<LINE>I'll tell you what; I think it is our way,</LINE>
<LINE>If we will keep in favour with the king,</LINE>
<LINE>To be her men and wear her livery:</LINE>
<LINE>The jealous o'erworn widow and herself,</LINE>
<LINE>Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen.</LINE>
<LINE>Are mighty gossips in this monarchy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BRAKENBURY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I beseech your graces both to pardon me;</LINE>
<LINE>His majesty hath straitly given in charge</LINE>
<LINE>That no man shall have private conference,</LINE>
<LINE>Of what degree soever, with his brother.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Even so; an't please your worship, Brakenbury,</LINE>
<LINE>You may partake of any thing we say:</LINE>
<LINE>We speak no treason, man: we say the king</LINE>
<LINE>Is wise and virtuous, and his noble queen</LINE>
<LINE>Well struck in years, fair, and not jealous;</LINE>
<LINE>We say that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot,</LINE>
<LINE>A cherry lip, a bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue;</LINE>
<LINE>And that the queen's kindred are made gentle-folks:</LINE>
<LINE>How say you sir? Can you deny all this?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BRAKENBURY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With this, my lord, myself have nought to do.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Naught to do with mistress Shore! I tell thee, fellow,</LINE>
<LINE>He that doth naught with her, excepting one,</LINE>
<LINE>Were best he do it secretly, alone.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BRAKENBURY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What one, my lord?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Her husband, knave: wouldst thou betray me?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BRAKENBURY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I beseech your grace to pardon me, and withal</LINE>
<LINE>Forbear your conference with the noble duke.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We know thy charge, Brakenbury, and will obey.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We are the queen's abjects, and must obey.</LINE>
<LINE>Brother, farewell: I will unto the king;</LINE>
<LINE>And whatsoever you will employ me in,</LINE>
<LINE>Were it to call King Edward's widow sister,</LINE>
<LINE>I will perform it to enfranchise you.</LINE>
<LINE>Meantime, this deep disgrace in brotherhood</LINE>
<LINE>Touches me deeper than you can imagine.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I know it pleaseth neither of us well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, your imprisonment shall not be long;</LINE>
<LINE>Meantime, have patience.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I must perforce. Farewell.</LINE>
</SPEECH>


<STAGEDIR>Exeunt CLARENCE, BRAKENBURY, and Guard</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Go, tread the path that thou shalt ne'er return.</LINE>
<LINE>Simple, plain Clarence! I do love thee so,</LINE>
<LINE>That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven,</LINE>
<LINE>If heaven will take the present at our hands.</LINE>
<LINE>But who comes here? the new-deliver'd Hastings?</LINE>
</SPEECH>


<STAGEDIR>Enter HASTINGS</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HASTINGS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good time of day unto my gracious lord!</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>As much unto my good lord chamberlain!</LINE>
<LINE>Well are you welcome to the open air.</LINE>
<LINE>How hath your lordship brook'd imprisonment?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HASTINGS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With patience, noble lord, as prisoners must:</LINE>
<LINE>But I shall live, my lord, to give them thanks</LINE>
<LINE>That were the cause of my imprisonment.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No doubt, no doubt; and so shall Clarence too;</LINE>
<LINE>For they that were your enemies are his,</LINE>
<LINE>And have prevail'd as much on him as you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HASTINGS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>More pity that the eagle should be mew'd,</LINE>
<LINE>While kites and buzzards prey at liberty.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What news abroad?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HASTINGS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No news so bad abroad as this at home;</LINE>
<LINE>The King is sickly, weak and melancholy,</LINE>
<LINE>And his physicians fear him mightily.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, by Saint Paul, this news is bad indeed.</LINE>
<LINE>O, he hath kept an evil diet long,</LINE>
<LINE>And overmuch consumed his royal person:</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis very grievous to be thought upon.</LINE>
<LINE>What, is he in his bed?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HASTINGS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He is.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Go you before, and I will follow you.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exit HASTINGS</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>He cannot live, I hope; and must not die</LINE>
<LINE>Till George be pack'd with post-horse up to heaven.</LINE>
<LINE>I'll in, to urge his hatred more to Clarence,</LINE>
<LINE>With lies well steel'd with weighty arguments;</LINE>
<LINE>And, if I fall not in my deep intent,</LINE>
<LINE>Clarence hath not another day to live:</LINE>
<LINE>Which done, God take King Edward to his mercy,</LINE>
<LINE>And leave the world for me to bustle in!</LINE>
<LINE>For then I'll marry Warwick's youngest daughter.</LINE>
<LINE>What though I kill'd her husband and her father?</LINE>
<LINE>The readiest way to make the wench amends</LINE>
<LINE>Is to become her husband and her father:</LINE>
<LINE>The which will I; not all so much for love</LINE>
<LINE>As for another secret close intent,</LINE>
<LINE>By marrying her which I must reach unto.</LINE>
<LINE>But yet I run before my horse to market:</LINE>
<LINE>Clarence still breathes; Edward still lives and reigns:</LINE>
<LINE>When they are gone, then must I count my gains.</LINE>
</SPEECH>


<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>

<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE II.  The same. Another street.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter the corpse of KING HENRY the Sixth, Gentlemen
with halberds to guard it; LADY ANNE being the mourner</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Set down, set down your honourable load,</LINE>
<LINE>If honour may be shrouded in a hearse,</LINE>
<LINE>Whilst I awhile obsequiously lament</LINE>
<LINE>The untimely fall of virtuous Lancaster.</LINE>
<LINE>Poor key-cold figure of a holy king!</LINE>
<LINE>Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster!</LINE>
<LINE>Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood!</LINE>
<LINE>Be it lawful that I invocate thy ghost,</LINE>