of Richard the third.
12301135Kin. Haue I a tongue to doome my brothers death,
12311136And
shall the
same giue pardon to a
slaue?
12321137My brother
slew no man, his fault was thought,
12331138And yet his puni
shment was cruell death
. 12341139Who
sued to me for him? who in my rage,
12351140Kneeld at my feete and bad me be adui
sde?
12361141Who
spake of Brotherhood? who of loue?
12371142Who told me how the poore
soule did for
sake
12381143The mighty Warwicke, and did
fight for me:
12391144Who tolde me in the
field by Teuxbery,
12401145When Oxford had me downe, he re
scued me,
12411146And
said deare brother, liue and be a King?
12421147Who told me when we both lay in the
field,
12431148Frozen almo
st to death, how he did lappe me
12441149Euen in his owne garments, and gaue him
selfe
12451150All thin and naked to the numbcold night?
12461151All this from my remembrance bruti
sh wrath
12471152Sinfully puckt, and not a man of you
12481153Had
so much grace to put it in my minde.
12491154But when your carters, or your waighting va
ssailes
12501155Haue done a drunken
slaughter, and defa
ste
12511156The pretious image of oure deare Redeemer,
12521157You
straight are on your knees for pardon pardon,
12531158And I vniu
stly too, mu
st grant it you:
12541159But for my brother, not a man would
speake,
12551160Nor I vngratious
speake vnto my
selfe,
12561161For him poore
soule: The proude
st of you all
12571162Haue beene beholding to him in his life:
12581163Yet none of you would once pleade for his life:
12591164Oh God I feare thy Iu
stice will take hold
12601165On me, and you, and mine, and yours for this.
12611166Come Ha
stings help me to my clo
set, oh poore Clarence,
( Exit. 12631167Glo. This is the fruit of ra
shnes: markt you not
12641168How that the guilty kindred of the Queene,
12651169Lookt pale when they did heare of Clarence death?
12661170Oh they did vrge it
still vnto the King,
12671171God will reuenge it. But come lets in
12681172To comfort Edward with our company.
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