21Enter Richard Duke of Glocester solus.
32NOw is the winter of our di
scontent,
43Made glorious
summer by this
sonne of Yorke:
54And all the cloudes that lowrd vpon our hou
se,
65In the deepe bo
some of the Ocean buried.
76Now are our browes bound with vi
ctorious wreathes,
87Our brui
sed armes hung vp for monuments,
98Our
sterne alarmes changd to merry meetings,
109Our dreadfull marches to delightfull mea
sures.
1110Grim-vi
sagde warre, hath
smoothde his wrinkled front,
1211And now in
steed of mounting barbed
steedes,
1312To fright the
soules of fearefull aduer
saries.
1413He capers nimbly in a Ladies chamber,
1514To the la
sciuious plea
sing of a loue.
1615But I that am not
shapte for
sportiue trickes,
1716Nor made to court an amorous looking gla
sse,
1817I that am rudely
stampt and want loues maie
sty,
1918To
strut before a wanton ambling Nymph:
2019I that am curtaild of this faire proportion,
2120Cheated of feature by di
ssembling nature,
2221Deformd, vn
fini
sht,
sent before my time
2322Into this breathing world
scarce halfe made vp,
2423And that
so lamely and vnfa
shionable,
2524That dogs barke at me as I halt by them:
2625Why I in this weake piping time of peace
2726Haue no delight to pa
sse away the time,
2827Vnle
sse to
spie my
shadow in the
sunne,
2928And de
scant on mine owne deformity:
3029And therefore
since I cannot prooue a louer
3130To entertaine the
se faire well
spoken daies.
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I am