Richard the Third (Folio 1, 1623)
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Enter Richard, and Buckingham, in rotten Armour,
¶maruellous ill-fauoured.
2085Canst thou quake, and change thy colour,
¶Murther thy breath in middle of a word,
¶And then againe begin, and stop againe,
¶As if thou were distraught, and mad with terror?
¶Buck. Tut, I can counterfeit the deepe Tragedian,
2090Speake, and looke backe, and prie on euery side,
¶Tremble and start at wagging of a Straw:
¶Are at my seruice, like enforced Smiles;
¶And both are readie in their Offices,
2095At any time to grace my Stratagemes.
¶But what, is Catesby gone?
¶
Enter the Maior, and Catesby.
¶Buck. Lord Maior.
¶Buck. Hearke, a Drumme.
¶Rich. Looke back, defend thee, here are Enemies.
2105Buck. God and our Innocencie defend, and guard vs.
¶
Enter Louell and Ratcliffe, with Hastings Head.
¶Rich. Be patient, they are friends: Ratcliffe, and Louell.
¶Louell. Here is the Head of that ignoble Traytor,
¶That breath'd vpon the Earth, a Christian.
¶Made him my Booke, wherein my Soule recorded
¶That his apparant open Guilt omitted,
¶I meane, his Conuersation with Shores Wife,
2120That euer liu'd.
¶Would you imagine, or almost beleeue,
¶Wert not, that by great preseruation
¶We liue to tell it, that the subtill Traytor
¶This day had plotted, in the Councell-House,
2125To murther me, and my good Lord of Gloster.
¶Rich. What? thinke you we are Turkes, or Infidels?
2130But that the extreme perill of the case,
¶Enforc'd vs to this Execution.
¶And your good Graces both haue well proceeded,
¶Buck. I neuer look'd for better at his hands,
¶Yet had we not determin'd he should dye,
¶Something against our meanings, haue preuented;
¶Because, my Lord, I would haue had you heard
¶Vnto the Citizens, who haply may
2150And doe not doubt, right Noble Princes both,
¶But Ile acquaint our dutious Citizens
¶T'auoid the Censures of the carping World.
¶And so, my good Lord Maior, we bid farwell.
¶
Exit Maior.
2160The Maior towards Guild-Hall hyes him in all poste:
¶There, at your meetest vantage of the time,
¶Inferre the Bastardie of Edwards Children:
¶Tell them, how Edward put to death a Citizen,
¶Onely for saying, he would make his Sonne
2165Heire to the Crowne, meaning indeed his House,
¶Moreouer, vrge his hatefull Luxurie,
¶Which stretcht vnto their Seruants, Daughters, Wiues,
2170Euen where his raging eye, or sauage heart,
¶Without controll, lusted to make a prey.
¶Nay, for a need, thus farre come neere my Person:
¶Tell them, when that my Mother went with Child
¶Of that insatiate Edward; Noble Yorke,
2175My Princely Father, then had Warres in France,
¶And by true computation of the time,
¶Which well appeared in his Lineaments,
¶Being nothing like the Noble Duke, my Father:
2180Yet touch this sparingly, as 'twere farre off,
¶Because, my Lord, you know my Mother liues.
¶Buck. Doubt not, my Lord, Ile play the Orator,
¶As if the Golden Fee, for which I plead,
¶Where you shall finde me well accompanied
¶With reuerend Fathers, and well-learned Bishops.
¶Buck. I goe, and towards three or foure a Clocke
¶Looke for the Newes that the Guild-Hall affoords.
2190
Exit Buckingham.
¶Goe thou to Fryer Peuker, bid them both
¶Now will I goe to take some priuie order,
2195To draw the Brats of Clarence out of sight,
¶And to giue order, that no manner person
¶Haue any time recourse vnto the Princes.
Exeunt.
