3373Buc. Will not King Richard let me speake with him?

3374Sher. No my good Lord, therefore be patient.

3375Buc. Hastings, and Edwards children, Gray & Riuers,

3376Holy King Henry, and thy faire Sonne Edward,

3377Vaughan, and all that haue miscarried

3378By vnder-hand corrupted foule iniustice,

3379If that your moody discontented soules,

3380Do through the clowds behold this present houre,

3381Euen for reuenge mocke my destruction.

3382This is All-soules day (Fellow) is it not?

3383Sher. It is.

3384Buc. Why then Al-soules day, is my bodies doomsday

3385This is the day, which in King Edwards time

3386I wish'd might fall on me, when I was found

3387False to his Children, and his Wiues Allies.

3388This is the day, wherein I wisht to fall

3389By the false Faith of him whom most I trusted.

3390This, this All-soules day to my fearfull Soule,

3391Is the determin'd respit of my wrongs:

3392That high All-seer, which I dallied with,

3393Hath turn'd my fained Prayer on my head,

3394And giuen in earnest, what I begg'd in iest.

3395Thus doth he force the swords of wicked men

3396To turne their owne points in their Masters bosomes.

3397Thus Margarets curse falles heauy on my necke:

3398When he (quoth she) shall split thy heart with sorrow,

3399Remember Margaret was a Prophetesse:

3400Come leade me Officers to the blocke of shame,

3401Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame.