Richard the Third (Quarto 1, 1597)
Peer Reviewed
of Richard the third.
3810Draw archers draw your arrowes to the head,
¶Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in bloud,
¶Amaze the welkin with your broken staues,
¶What saies lord Stanley, wil he bring his power?
3815Mes. My lord, he doth deny to come,
¶After the battaile let George Stanley die.
¶Our ancient word of courage, faire saint George
¶Vpon them victorie sits on our helmes.
Exeunt.
¶
Alarum, excursions, Enter Catesby.
¶The king enacts more wonders then a man,
¶Daring an opposite to euerie danger,
3830Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death,
¶
Enter Richard.
¶And I will stand the hazard of the die,
¶I thinke there be sixe Richmonds in the field,
¶ crowne, with other Lords, &c.
¶The daie is ours, the bloudie dog is dead.
¶From the dead temples of this bloudie wretch,
¶Haue I pluckt off to grace thy browes withall,
¶Weare it, enioy it, and make much of it.
But
