Richard the Third (Modern)

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2.134043030Enter Richmond [holding letters, and other lords,] 3405with drums and trumpets.
2.234063031Richmond
 Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends
2.334073032Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny,
2.434083033Thus far into the bowels of the land
2.534093034Have we marched on without impediment;
2.634103035[Shows the letters.]
 And here receive we from our father Stanley
2.734113036Lines of fair comfort and encouragement.
2.834123037The wretched, bloody and usurping boar
2.934133038That spoiled your summer fields and fruitful vines,
2.1034143039Swills your warm blood like wash, and makes his trough
2.1134153040In your embowelled bosoms, this foul swine
2.1234163041Lies now even in the center of this isle,
2.1334173042Near to the town of Leicester as we learn;
2.1434183043From Tamworth thither is but one day's march.
2.1534193044In God's name, cheerly on, courageous friends,
2.1634203045To reap the harvest of perpetual peace
2.1734213046By this one bloody trial of sharp war.
2.18342230471 Lord
 Every man's conscience is a thousand swords
2.1934233048To fight against that bloody homicide.
2.20342430492 Lord
 I doubt not but his friends will fly to us.
2.21342530503 Lord
 He hath no friends but who are friends for fear,
2.2234263051Which in his greatest need will shrink from him.
2.2334273052Richmond
 All for our vantage then, in God's name, march!
2.2434283053True hope is swift, and flies with swallows' wings;
2.2534293054Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.
2.263430Exeunt.

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