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  • Title: Richard the Third (Quarto 1, 1597)
  • Editor: Adrian Kiernander

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Adrian Kiernander
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    Richard the Third (Quarto 1, 1597)

    The Tragedy
    Laid open all your victories in Scotland:
    Your discipline in warre, wisedome in peace:
    2230Your bounty, vertue, faire humility:
    Indeede left nothing fitting for the purpose
    Vntoucht, or sleightly handled in discourse:
    And when mine oratory grew to an ende.
    I bid them that did loue their countries good,
    2235Crie, God saue Richard, Englands royall King.
    Glo. A and did they so?
    Buc. No so God helpe me,
    But like dumbe statues or breathing stones,
    Gazde each on other and lookt deadly pale:
    2240Which when I saw, I reprehended them,
    And askt the Maior, what meant this wilfull silence?
    His answere was, the people were not wont
    To be spoke to, but by the Recorder.
    Then he was vrgde to tell my tale againe:
    2245Thus, saith the Duke, thus hath the Duke inferd:
    But nothing spake in warrant from himselfe:
    When he had done, some followers of mine owne
    At the lower end of the Hall, hurld vp their caps,
    And some ten voices cried, God saue King Richard.
    Thankes louing Cittizens and friends quoth I,
    This generall applause and louing shoute,
    Argues your wisedomes and your loue to Richard:
    And so brake off and came away.
    2255Glo. What tonglesse blockes were they, would they not
    2255.1Buc. No by my troth my Lo:
    Glo. Will not the Maior then, and his brethren come.
    Glo. The Maior is here at hand, and intend some feare,
    Be not spoken withall, but with mighty suite:
    2260And looke you get a praier booke in your hand,
    And stand betwixt two churchmen good my Lo:
    For on that ground Ile build a holy descant:
    Be not easily wonne to our request:
    Play the maides part, say no, but take it.
    2265Glo. Feare not me, if thou canst pleade aswell for them,
    As I can say nay to thee, for my selfe?