Richard the Third (Modern)
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1934.1Ratcliffe Come, bring forth the prisoners.
1935Rivers Sir Richard Ratcliffe, let me tell thee this:
¶To day shalt thou behold a subject die
¶For truth, for duty, and for loyalty.
¶Grey God keep the Prince from all the pack of you:
¶A knot you are of damnèd bloodsuckers.
¶Rivers O Pomfret, Pomfret, O thou bloody prison,
¶Fatal and ominous to noble peers.
1945Within the guilty closure of thy walls
¶Richard the Second here was hacked to death,
¶And for more slander to thy dismal soul
¶We give thee up our guiltless bloods to drink.
¶Grey Now Margaret's curse is fallen upon our heads
¶For standing by when Richard stabbed her son.
¶Then cursed she Richard. O remember, God,
1955To hear her prayers for them as now for us,
¶And for my sister and her princely son:
¶Be satisfied, dear God, with our true bloods,
¶Which as thou knowest unjustly must be spilled.
¶Ratcliffe Come, come, dispatch, the limit of your lives is out.
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Exeunt.
