Richard the Third (Quarto 1, 1597)
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The Tragedy
¶And startled when he lookt vpon the tower,
¶I now repent I tolde the Pursiuant,
¶As twere triumphing at mine enemies:
¶How they at Pomfret bloudily were butcherd,
2065Oh Margaret Margaret: now thy heauy curse,
2070Which we more hunt for, then the grace of heauen:
¶Who buildes his hopes in aire of your faire lookes,
¶Ready with euery nod to tumble downe
¶Into the fatall bowels of the deepe.
¶Come leade me to the blocke, beare him my head,
Exeunt.
¶
Enter Duke of Glocester and Buckingham in armour.
¶Murther thy breath in middle of a word,
¶And then beginne againe, and stop againe,
¶As if thou wert distraught and mad with terror.
¶Buc. Tut feare not me.
2090I can counterfait the deepe Tragedian:
¶Speake, and looke backe, and prie on euery side:
¶And both are ready in their offices
Enter Maior.
¶Glo. Here comes the Maior.
2097.1Buc. Let me alone to entertaine him. Lo: Maior,
2100Glo. Looke to the drawbridge there.
¶Glo. Catesby ouerlooke the wals.
Buck.
