Richard the Third (Quarto 1, 1597)
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of Richard the third.
1230Kin. Haue I a tongue to doome my brothers death,
¶My brother slew no man, his fault was thought,
¶Who sued to me for him? who in my rage,
1235Kneeld at my feete and bad me be aduisde?
¶Who spake of Brotherhood? who of loue?
¶The mighty Warwicke, and did fight for me:
¶Who tolde me in the field by Teuxbery,
1240When Oxford had me downe, he rescued me,
¶And said deare brother, liue and be a King?
¶Who told me when we both lay in the field,
¶Frozen almost to death, how he did lappe me
¶Euen in his owne garments, and gaue himselfe
1245All thin and naked to the numbcold night?
¶All this from my remembrance brutish wrath
¶Sinfully puckt, and not a man of you
¶Had so much grace to put it in my minde.
¶The pretious image of oure deare Redeemer,
¶You straight are on your knees for pardon pardon,
¶But for my brother, not a man would speake,
¶Haue beene beholding to him in his life:
¶Yet none of you would once pleade for his life:
¶Oh God I feare thy Iustice will take hold
1260On me, and you, and mine, and yours for this.
( Exit.
¶How that the guilty kindred of the Queene,
1265Lookt pale when they did heare of Clarence death?
¶Oh they did vrge it still vnto the King,
¶God will reuenge it. But come lets in
¶To comfort Edward with our company.
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