Richard the Third (Quarto 1, 1597)
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The Tragedy
¶For Lordes, to morrow is a busie day.
Exeunt.
¶
Enter Richmond with the Lordes, &c.
¶And by the bright tracke of his fierie Carre,
¶Giues signall of a goodlie day to morrow,
3465The Earle of Pembroke keepe his regiment,
¶Good captaine Blunt, beare my good night to him,
¶And by the second houre in the morning,
¶Yet one thing more, good Blunt before thou goest:
3470Where is Lord Stanlie quarterd, doest thou know.
¶His regiment, lies halfe a mile at least,
¶South from the mightie power of the king.
¶Good captaine Blunt beare my good night to him,
¶Blunt. Vpon my life my Lord, Ile vndertake it.
3480Rich. Farewell, good Blunt.
¶Giue me some inke, and paper, in my tent,
3460Ile drawe the forme, and modle of our battel,
¶Limit each leader to his seuerall charge,
¶In to our tent, the aire is rawe and cold.
3485
Enter king Richard, Norff. Ratcliffe
Catesbie, &c.
¶K ng. What is a clocke.
3490What? is my beuer easier then it was?,
¶And all my armour laid into my tent?
¶Cat, It is my Liege, and all thinges are in readines.
¶King. Good Norffolke, hie thee to thy charge,
3495Norff. I goe my Lord.
Sturr
