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Richard the Third (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Life and Death of Richard the Third.
980kill the Dkue.
9812 Take the diuell in thy minde, and beleeue him not:
985Come, shall we fall to worke?
987Sword, and then throw him into the Malmesey-Butte in
988the next roome.
9912 Strike.
993Cla. Where art thou Keeper? Giue me a cup of wine.
995Cla. In Gods name, what art thou?
9961 A man, as you are.
9981 Nor you as we are, Loyall.
999Cla. Thy voice is Thunder, but thy looks are humble.
10001 My voice is now the Kings, my lookes mine owne.
1002Your eyes do menace me: why looke you pale?
1003Who sent you hither? Wherefore do you come?
10042 To, to, to---
1005Cla. To murther me?
1008And therefore cannot haue the hearts to do it.
1009Wherein my Friends haue I offended you?
10122 Neuer my Lord, therefore prepare to dye.
1013Cla. Are you drawne forth among a world of men
1015Where is the Euidence that doth accuse me?
1017Vnto the frowning Iudge? Or who pronounc'd
1018The bitter sentence of poore Clarence death,
1020To threaten me with death, is most vnlawfull.
1021I charge you, as you hope for any goodnesse,
1022That you depart, and lay no hands on me:
1023The deed you vndertake is damnable.
1027Hath in the Table of his Law commanded
1028That thou shalt do no murther. Will you then
1030Take heed: for he holds Vengeance in his hand,
1031To hurle vpon their heads that breake his Law.
10361 And like a Traitor to the name of God,
1037Did'st breake that Vow, and with thy treacherous blade,
1038Vnrip'st the Bowels of thy Sou'raignes Sonne.
1043For Edward, for my Brother, for his sake.
1044He sends you not to murther me for this:
1045For in that sinne, he is as deepe as I.
1046If God will be auenged for the deed,
1047O know you yet, he doth it publiquely,
1048Take not the quarrell from his powrefull arme:
1052When gallant springing braue Plantagenet,
1053That Princely Nouice was strucke dead by thee?
1054Cla. My Brothers loue, the Diuell, and my Rage.
10551 Thy Brothers Loue, our Duty, and thy Faults,
1057Cla. If you do loue my Brother, hate not me:
1058I am his Brother, and I loue him well.
1059If you are hyr'd for meed, go backe againe,
1061Who shall reward you better for my life,
1062Then Edward will for tydings of my death.
10632 You are deceiu'd,
1064Your Brother Glouster hates you.
1065Cla. Oh no, he loues me, and he holds me deere:
1066Go you to him from me.
1068Cla. Tell him, when that our Princely Father Yorke,
1070He little thought of this diuided Friendship:
1075Come, you deceiue your selfe,
1077Cla. It cannot be, for he bewept my Fortune,
1079That he would labour my deliuery.
1081From this earths thraldome, to the ioyes of heauen.
1084To counsaile me to make my peace with God,
1086That you will warre with God, by murd'ring me.
1088To do this deede, will hate you for the deede.
1091Which of you, if you were a Princes Sonne,
1092Being pent from Liberty, as I am now,
1094Would not intreat for life, as you would begge
1099O, if thine eye be not a Flatterer,
1100Come thou on my side, and intreate for mee,
1101A begging Prince, what begger pitties not.
11022 Looke behinde you, my Lord.
1106How faine (like Pilate) would I wash my hands
1110haue beene.
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