Richard the Third (Quarto 1, 1597)
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The Tragedy
¶Bloudie thou art, bloudie wil be thy end,
2975Shame serues thy life, and doth thy death attend.
Exit.
2980For thee to murther for my daughters Richard,
¶They shalbe praying nunnes not weeping Queenes,
¶And therefore leuell not to hit their liues.
¶King You have a daughter cald Elizabeth,
¶Vertuous and faire, roiall and gracious.
¶And ile corrupt her maners, staine her beautie,
¶Throw ouer her the vale of infamie,
¶Qu. No to their liues bad friends were contrarie,
¶My babes were destinde to a fairer death,
3000If grace had blest thee with a fairer life.
¶As I intend more good to you and yours,
¶Then euer you or yours were by me wrongd.
¶Qu. What good is couerd with rhe face of heauen,
3020To be discouerd that can do me good,
¶King The aduancement of your children mightie Ladie.
¶King No to the dignitie and height of honor,
¶The high imperial tipe of this earths glorie.
¶Tell me what state, what dignitie, what honor?
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