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Henry VI, Part 3 (Folio 1, 1623)
2971Flourish. Enter Edward, Richard, Queene, Clarence,
2972Oxford, Somerset.
2973Edw. Now here a period of tumultuous Broyles.
2976Goe beare them hence, I will not heare them speake.
2977Oxf. For my part, Ile not trouble thee with words.
2979 Exeunt.
2983Shall haue a high Reward, and he his Life?
2984Rich. It is, and loe where youthfull Edward comes.
2985Enter the Prince.
2987What? can so young a Thorne begin to prick?
2990And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to?
2992Suppose that I am now my Fathers Mouth,
3001Rich. By Heauen, Brat, Ile plague ye for that word.
3005rather.
3006 Edw. Peace wilfull Boy, or I will charme your tongue.
3007Clar. Vntutor'd Lad, thou art too malapert.
3008Prince. I know my dutie, you are all vndutifull:
3009Lasciuious Edward, and thou periur'd George,
3010And thou mis-shapen Dicke, I tell ye all,
3011I am your better, Traytors as ye are,
3014 Stabs him.
3016 Rich. stabs him.
3017Clar. And ther's for twitting me with periurie.
3018 Clar. stabs him.
3019Qu. Oh, kill me too.
3021 Edw. Hold, Richard, hold, for we haue done too much.
Rich. Why
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3023words.
3025recouerie.
3027Ile hence to London on a serious matter,
3029Cla. What? what?
3034Did not offend, nor were not worthy Blame,
3035If this foule deed were by, to equall it.
3037And Men, ne're spend their fury on a Childe.
3038What's worse then Murtherer, that I may name it?
3041Butchers and Villaines, bloudy Caniballes,
3042How sweet a Plant haue you vntimely cropt:
3043You haue no children (Butchers) if you had,
3045But if you euer chance to haue a Childe,
3048King. Away with her, go beare her hence perforce.
3050Here sheath thy Sword, Ile pardon thee my death:
3051What? wilt thou not? Then Clarence do it thou.
3056'Twas Sin before, but now 'tis Charity.
3057What wilt yu not? Where is that diuels butcher Richard?
3058Hard fauor'd Richard? Richard, where art thou?
3059Thou art not heere; Murther is thy Almes-deed:
3060Petitioners for Blood, thou ne're put'st backe.
3062Qu. So come to you, and yours, as to this Prince.
3063 Exit Queene.
3064Ed. Where's Richard gone.
3066To make a bloody Supper in the Tower.
3069With Pay and Thankes, and let's away to London,