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Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Adrian Kiernander
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Richard the Third (Modern)

Enter Richmond [holding letters, and other lords,] 3405with drums and trumpets.
Richmond Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends
Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny,
Thus far into the bowels of the land
Have we marched on without impediment;
3410[Shows the letters.] And here receive we from our father Stanley
Lines of fair comfort and encouragement.
The wretched, bloody and usurping boar
That spoiled your summer fields and fruitful vines,
Swills your warm blood like wash, and makes his trough
3415In your embowelled bosoms, this foul swine
Lies now even in the center of this isle,
Near to the town of Leicester as we learn;
From Tamworth thither is but one day's march.
In God's name, cheerly on, courageous friends,
3420To reap the harvest of perpetual peace
By this one bloody trial of sharp war.
1 Lord Every man's conscience is a thousand swords
To fight against that bloody homicide.
2 Lord I doubt not but his friends will fly to us.
34253 Lord He hath no friends but who are friends for fear,
Which in his greatest need will shrink from him.
Richmond All for our vantage then, in God's name, march!
True hope is swift, and flies with swallows' wings;
Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.