The Tragedy
36953301Me thought their
soules, who
se bodies Richard murtherd,
36963302Came to my tent, and cried on vi
ctorie,
36973303I promi
se you, my
soule is verie
Iocund,
36983304In the remembrance of
so faire a dreame.
36993305How farre into the morning is it Lordes?
37013307Rich. Whie, then tis time to arme, and giue dire
ction.
37033309More then I haue
said, louing countriemen,
37043310The lea
sure and inforcement of the time,
37053311Forbids to dwell vpon, yet remember this,
37063312God, and our good cau
se,
fight vpon our
side,
37073313The praiers of holy Saints and wronged
soules,
37083314Like high reard bulwarkes,
stand before our faces,
37093315Richard, except tho
se whome we
fight again
st,
37103316Had rather haue vs winne, then him they follow
: 37113317For, what is he they follow? truelie gentlemen,
37123318A bloudie tirant, and a homicide.
37133319One rai
sd in bloud, and one in bloud e
stabli
shed,
37143320One that made meanes to come by what he hath,
37153321And
slaughtered tho
se, that were the meanes to helpe him.
37163322A ba
se foule
stone, made precious by the foile,
37173323Of Englands chaire, where he is fal
sely
set,
37183324One that hath euer bene Gods enemie.
37193325Then if you
fight again
st Gods enemie,
37203326God will In iu
stice, ward you as his
souldiers,
37213327If you doe
sweate to put a tyrant downe,
37223328You
sleepe in peace, the tyrant being
slaine,
37233329If you doe
fight again
st your countries foes,
37243330Your countries fat,
shall paie your paines the hire.
37253331If you doe
fight in
safegard of your wiues,
37263332Your wiues
shall welcome home the conquerors.
37273333If you doe free your children from the
sword,
37283334Your childrens children quits it in your age
: 37293335Then in the name of God and all the
se rightes,
37303336Aduaunce your
standards, drawe your willing
swordes,
37313337For me, the raun
some of my bold attempt,
37323338shall be this could corps on the earths cold face
: But