Richard the Third (Quarto 1, 1597)
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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. Harke, I heare a drumme.
¶Glo. Looke backe, defend thee, here are enemies.
2105.1Glo. O, O, be quiet, it is Catesby.
¶Cat. Here is the head of that ignoble traitor,
¶That breathed vpon this earth a christian,
2112.1Looke ye my Lo: Maior.
¶Made him my booke, wherein my soule recorded,
¶That his apparant open guilt omitted:
¶I meane his conuersation with Shores wife,
2120That euer liu'd, would you haue imagined,
¶We liue to tell it you? The subtile traitor
¶Had this day plotted in the councell house,
2125To murder me, and my good Lord of Glocester.
¶Glo. What thinke you we are Turkes or Infidels,
¶Or that we would against the forme of lawe,
¶Proceede thus rashly to the villaines death,
2130But that the extreame perill of the case,
¶Inforst vs to this execution.
¶And you my good Lords both, haue well proceeded
2135To warne false traitours from the like attempts:
¶I neuer lookt for better at his hands,
¶Somewhat against our meaning haue preuented,
¶Because, my Lord, we would haue had you heard
¶Vnto the Citizens, who happily may
2150And doubt you not, right noble Princes both,
¶But Ile acquaint your dutious citizens,
¶To auoyde the carping censures of the world.
2160The Maior towards Guildhall hies him in all post,
¶There at your meetst aduantage of the time,
¶Inferre the bastardy of Edwards children:
¶Tell them how Edward put to death a Cittizen,
2165Heire to the Crowne, meaning (indeede) his house,
¶Moreouer, vrge his hatefull luxurie,
¶Without controll listed to make his prey:
¶Nay for a neede thus farre, come neere my person.
¶Tell them, when that my mother went with childe
¶Of that vnsatiate Edward, noble Yorke
2175My princely father then had warres in Fraunce,
¶And by iust computation of the tyme
¶Which well appeared in his lineaments,
¶Being nothing like the noble Duke my father:
2180But touch this sparingly as it were farre off,
¶Because you know, my Lord, my mother liues.
¶Buck. Feare not, my Lord, Ile play the Orator,
¶As if the golden fee for which I pleade
¶Were for my selfe.
¶Where you shall finde me well accompanyed,
¶Wyth reuerend fathers and well learned Bishops.
¶Buc. About three or foure a clocke look to heare
¶What news Guildhall affordeth, and so my Lord farewell.
2195To draw the brats of Clarence out of sight,
¶And to giue notice, that no maner of person
¶At any tyme haue recourse vnto the Princes.
Exit.
