27712508Q.Mar. So now prosperitie begins to mellow

27722509And drop into the rotten mouth of Death:

27732510Here in these confines slilie haue I lurkt,

27742511To watch the waining of mine aduersaries:

27752512A dire induction am I witnesse to,

27762513And wil to Fraunce, hoping the consequence

27772514Wil prooue as bitter, blacke and tragical.

27782515Withdraw thee wretched Margaret, who comes here?

27802517Qu. Ah my young princes, ah my tender babes!

27812518My vnblowne flowers, new appearing sweets,

27822519If yet your gentle soules flie in the ayre

27832520And be not fixt in doome perpetual,

27842521Houer about me with your aierie winges,

27852522And heare your mothers lamentation.

27862523Qu.Mar. Houer about her, saie that right for right,

27872524Hath dimd your infant morne, to aged night.

27932525Quee. Wilt thou, O God, flie from such gentle lambes,

27942526And throw them in the intrailes of the Wolfe:

27952527When didst thou sleepe when such a deed was done?

27962528Q.Mar. When holie Harry died, and my sweet sonne.

27972529Dutch. Blind sight, dead life, poore mortal liuing ghost,

27982530Woes sceane, worlds shame, graues due by life vsurpt,

28002531Rest thy vnrest on Englands lawful earth,

28012532Vnlawfullie made drunke with innocents bloud.

28022533Qu. O that thou wouldst aswel affoord a graue,

28032534As thou canst yeeld a melancholie seate,

28042535Then would I hide my bones, not rest them here:

28052536O who hath anie cause to mourne but I!

2805.12537Duch. So manie miseries haue crazd my voice

2805.22538That my woe-wearied toong is mute and dumbe.

2805.32539Edward Plantagenet, whie art thou dead?

28062540Qu.Mar. If ancient sorrow be most reuerent,

28072541Giue mine the benefite of signorie,

I3 And

28082542And let my woes frowne on the vpper hand,

28092543If sorrow can admitte societie,

2809.12544Tell ouer your woes againe by vewing mine,

28102545I had an Edward, till a Richard kild him:

28112546I had a Richard, till a Ricard kild him:

28122547Thou hadst an Edward, till a Richard kild him:

28132548Thou hadst a Richard, till a Richard kild him.

28142549Duch. I had a Richard to, and thou didst kill him:

28152550I had a Rutland to, thou hopst to kill him.

28162551Qu.Mar. Thou hadst a Clarence to, and Richard kild him:

28182552From forth the kennell of thy wombe hath crept,

28192553A hel-hound that doeth hunt vs all to death,

28202554That dogge, that had his teeth before his eyes,

28212555To worrie lambes, and lap their gentle blouds,

28222556That foule defacer of Gods handie worke,

28232557Thy wombe let loose, to chase vs to our graues,

28262558O vpright, iust, and true disposing God,

28272559How doe I thanke thee, that this carnal curre,

28282560Praies on the issue of his mothers bodie,

28292561And makes her puefellow with others mone.

28302562Duch. O, Harries wifes triumph not in my woes,

28312563God witnes with me, I haue wept for thine.

28322564Qu.Mar. Beare with me, I am hungrie for reuenge,

28332565And now I cloie me with beholding it,

28342566Thy Edward, he is dead, that stabd my Edward,

28352567Thy other Edward dead, to quitte my Edward,

28362568Yong Yorke, he is but boote because both they

28372569Match not the high perfection of my losse,

28382570Thy Clarence he is dead, that kild my Edward,

28392571And the beholders of this tragicke plaie,

28402572The adulterate Hastings, Riuers, Vaughan, Gray,

28412573Vntimelie smothred in their duskie graues,

28422574Richard yet liues, hels blacke intelligencer,

28432575Onely reserued their factor to buie soules,

28442576And send them thether, but at hand at handes,

28452577ensues his piteous, and vnpittied end,

28462578Earth gapes, hell burnes, fiendes roare, saintes praie,

28472579To haue him suddenly conueied away.

28482580Cancell his bond of life, deare God I pray,

28492581That I may liue to say, the dog is dead.

28502582Qu. O thou didst prophecie the time would come,

28512583That I should wish for thee to helpe me cursse,

28522584That botteld spider, that foule bunch-backt toade.

28532585Qu Mar. I cald thee then, vaine floorish of my fortune,

28542586I cald thee then, poore shadow, painted Queene,

28552587The presentation of, but what I was,

28562588The flattering Index of a direfull pageant,

28572589One heaued a high, to be hurld downe belowe,

28582590A mother onelie, mockt with two sweete babes,

28592591A dreame of which thou wert a breath, a bubble,

28612592A signe of dignitie, a garish flagge,

28602593To be the aime of euerie dangerous shot,

28622594A Queene in ieast onelie to fill the sceane,

28632595Where is thy husband now, where be thy brothers?

28642596Where are thy children, wherein doest thou ioye?

28652597Who sues to thee, and cries God saue the Queene?

28662598Where be the bending peeres that flattered thee?

28672599Where be the thronging troopes that followed thee?

28682600decline all this, and see what now thou art,

28692601For happie wife, a most distressed widow,

28702602For ioyfull Mother, one that wailes the name,

28722603For Queene, a verie caitiue crownd with care,

28742604For one being sued to, one that humblie sues,

28752605For one commaunding all, obeyed of none,

28732606For one that scornd at me, now scornd of me,

28762607Thus hath the course of iustice whe'eld about,

28772608And left thee but, a verie praie to time,

28782609Hauing no more, but thought of what thou wert,

28792610To torture thee the more, being what thou art,

28802611Thou didst vsurpe my place, and doest thou not,

28812612Vsurpe the iust proportion of my sorrow,

28822613Now thy proud necke, beares halfe my burthened yoke,

28832614From which, euen here, I slippe my wearie necke,

28842615And leaue the burthen of it all on thee :

28852616Farewell Yorkes wife, and Queene of sad mischance,

28862617These English woes, will make me smile in France.

28872618Qu. O thou wel skild in curses, staie a while,

28882619And teach me how to curse mine enemies.

28892620Qu.Mar. Forbeare to sleepe the nights, and fast the daies,

28902621Compare dead happinesse with liuing woe,

28912622Thinke that thy babes were fairer then they were,

28922623And he that slew them fouler then he is,

28932624Bettring thy losse makes the bad causer worse,

28942625Reuoluing this, wil teach thee how to curse.

28952626Qu. My words are dul, O quicken them with thine.

28962627Q.Mar. Thy woes wil make them sharp, & pierce like mine.

28982628Du. Why should calamitie be ful of words? Exit Mar.

28992629Qu. Windie atturnies to your Client woes

29002630Aerie succeeders of intestate ioies,

29012631Poore breathing Orators of miseries,

29022632Let them haue scope, though what they do impart,

29032633Helpe not at al, yet do they ease the hart.

29042634Duch. If so, then be not toong-tide, go with me,

29052635And in the breath of bitter words lets smother

29062636My damned sonne, which thy two sweet sons smotherd,

29072637I heare his drum, be copious in exclaimes.

29092640King Who intercepts my expedition?

29102641Duch. A she, that might haue intercepted thee

29112642By strangling thee in her accursed wombe,

29122643From al the slaughters wretch, that thou hast done.

29132644Qu. Hidst thou that forehead with a golden crowne

29142645Where should be grauen, if that right were right,

29152646The slaughter of the Prince that owed that Crowne,

29162647And the dire death of my two sonnes, and brothers:

29172648Tel me thou villaine slaue, where are my children?

29182649Duch. Thou tode, thou tode, where is thy brother Clarence?

29202650And little Ned Plantagenet, his sonne?

29212651Qu. Where is kind Hastings, Riuers, Vaughan, Gray?

29232652King A flourish trumpets, strike alarum drummes,

29242653Let not the heauens heare these tel-tale women

29252654Raile on the Lords annointed. Strike I saie. The trumpets

29272655Either be patient, and intreat me faire,

29282656Or with the clamorus report of war:

29292657Thus will I drowne your exclamations.

29302658Du. Art thou my son?

29312659King. I, I thanke God, my father and your selfe,

29322660Du. Then patiently here my impatience.

29332661King. Madam I haue a touch of your condition,

29342662Which cannot brooke the accent of reproofe.

29372663Du. I will be mild and gentle in my speach.

29382664King. And briefe good mother for I am in hast.

29392665Du. Art thou so hastie I haue staid for thee,

29402666God knowes in anguish, paine and agonie,

29412667King. And came I not at last to comfort you?

29422668Du. No by the holie roode thou knowst it well,

29432669Thou camst on earth to make the earth my hell,

29442670A greuous burthen was thy berth to me,

29452671Techie and waiward was thy infancie,

29462672Thy schoele-daies frightful, desperate, wild, and furious.

29472673Thy prime of manhood, daring, bold and venturous,

29482674Thy age confirmed, proud, subtile, bloudie, trecherous,

29502675What comfortable houre canst thou name

29512676That euer grac't me in thy companie?

29522677King. Faith none but Humphrey houre, that cald your grace

29542678To breake fast once forth of my companie,

29552679If I be so disgracious in your sight,

29562680Let me march on, and not offend your grace.

29582681Du. O heare me speake for I shal neuer see thee more.

29592682King. Come, come, you art too bitter.

29632683Du. Either thou wilt die by Gods iust ordinance,

29642684Eeare from this war thou turne a conqueror,

29652685Or I with griefe and extreame age shall perish,

29662686And neuer looke vpon thy face againe,

29672687Therefore take with thee my most heauy curse,

29682688Which in the daie of battaile tire thee more

29692689Then all the compleat armor that thou wearst,

29702690My praiers on the aduerse partie fight,

29712691And there the little soules of Edwards children,

29722692Whisper the spirits of thine enemies,

29732693And promise them successe and victoric,

K bloudie

29742694Bloudie thou art, bloudie wil be thy end,

29752695Shame serues thy life, and doth thy death attend. Exit.

29762696Qu. Though far more cause, yet much lesse spirit to curse

29772697Abides in me, I saie Amen to all.

29782698King. Staie Maddam, I must speake a word with you.

29792699Qu. I haue no moe sonnes of the royall bloud,

29802700For thee to murther for my daughters Richard,

29812701They shalbe praying nunnes not weeping Queenes,

29822702And therefore leuell not to hit their liues.

29832703King You have a daughter cald Elizabeth,

29842704Vertuous and faire, roiall and gracious.

29852705Qu. And must she die for this? O let her liue!

29862706And ile corrupt her maners, staine her beautie,

29872707Slander my selfe as false to Edwards bed

29882708Throw ouer her the vale of infamie,

29892709So she may liue vnskard from bleeding slaughter,

29902710I will confesse she was not Edwards daughter.

29912711King Wrong not her birth, she is of roiall bloud.

29922712Qu. To saue her life, ile faie she is not so.

29932713King Her life is onlie safest in hir birth.

29942714Qu. And onlie in that safetie died her brothers.

29952715King Lo at their births good stars were opposite.

29962716Qu. No to their liues bad friends were contrarie,

29972717King All vnauoided is the doome of destinie,

29982718Qu. True when auoided grace makes destinie,

29992719My babes were destinde to a fairer death,

30002720If grace had blest thee with a fairer life.

30152721King Madam, so thriue I in my dangerous attempt of hostile (armes

30172722As I intend more good to you and yours,

30182723Then euer you or yours were by me wrongd.

30192724Qu. What good is couerd with rhe face of heauen,

30202725To be discouerd that can do me good,

30212726King The aduancement of your children mightie Ladie.

30222727Qu. Vp to some scaffold, there to loose their heads.

30232728King No to the dignitie and height of honor,

30242729The high imperial tipe of this earths glorie.

30252730Qu. Flatter my sorrowes with report of it,

30262731Tell me what state, what dignitie, what honor?

30272732Canst thou demise to anie child of mine.

30282733King. Euen all I haue, yea and my selfe and all,

30292734Will I withal endow a child of thine,

30302735So in the Lethe of thy angrie soule,

30312736Thou drown the sadd remembrance of those wrongs

30322737Which thou supposest I haue done to thee.

30332738Qu. Be briefe, least that the processe of thy kindnes,

30342739Last longer telling then thy kindnes doe.

30352740King. Then know that from my soule I loue thy daughter.

30372741Qu. My daughters mother thinkes it with her soule.

30382742King. What do you thinke?

30392743Qu. That thou dost loue my daughter from thy soule,

30402744So from thy soules loue didst thou loue her brothers,

30412745And from my harts loue I do thanke thee for it.

30422746King. Be not so hastie to confound my meaning,

30432747I meane that with my soule I loue thy daughter,

30442748And meane to make her Queene of England.

30452749Qu. Saie then, who dost thou meane shal be her king?

30462750King. Euen he that makes her Queen, who should be else?

30482751Qu. What thou?

30492752King I euen I, what thinke you of it Maddame?

30502753Qu. How canst thou wooe her?

30512754King That would I learne of you.

30522755As one that are best acquainted with her humor.

30532756Qu. And wilt thou learn of me?

30542757King Madam with al my hart.

30552758Qu. Send to her by the man that slew her brothers,

30562759A paire of bleeding harts thereon ingraue,

30572760Edward and Yorke, then happelie she wil weepe,

30582761Therefore present to her as sometimes Margaret

30592762Did to thy father, a handkercher steept in Rutlands bloud,

30622763And bid her drie her weeping eies therewith,

30632764If this inducement force her not to loue,

30642765Send her a storie of thy noble acts,

30652766Tel her thou madst awaie her Vncle Clarence,

30662767Her Vncle Riuers, yea, and for her sake

30672768Madst quicke conueiance with her good Aunt Anne.

30682769King Come, come, you mocke me, this is not the waie

K.2 To

30692770To win your daughter.

30702771Qu. There is no other waie

30712772Vnlesse thou couldst put on some other shape,

30722773And not be Richard that hath done all this.

31282774King Infer faire Englands peace by this alliance.

31292775Qu. Which she shall purchase with still lasting war.

31302776King Saie that the king which may command intreats.

31312777Qu. That at her hands which the kings king forbids.

31322778King Saie she shalbe a high and mightie Queene.

31332779Qu. To waile the title as her mother doth.

31342780King Saie I wil loue her euerlastinglie.

31352781Qu. But how long shall that title euer last.

31362782King Sweetlie inforce vnto her faire lyues end.

31372783Qu. But how long farely shall her sweet life last?

31382784King So long as heauen and nature lengthens it.

31392785Qu. So long as hell and Richard likes of it.

31402786King Saie I her soueraign am her subiect loue.

31412787Qu. But she your subiect loaths such soueraintie.

31422788King Be eloquent in my behalfe to her.

31432789Qu. An honest tale speeds best being plainlie told.

31442790King Then in plaine termes tell her my louing tale.

31452791Qu. Plaine and not honest is to harsh a stile.

31462792King Madame your reasons are too shallow & too quicke

31472793Qu. O no my reasons are to deepe and dead.

31482794Too deepe and dead poore infants in their graue.

31502795King Harpe not one that string Madam that is past.

31492796Qu. Harpe on it still shall I till hartstrings breake.

31512797King Now by my George, my Garter and my crown.

31522798Qu. Prophand, dishonerd, and the third vsurped.

31532799King I sweare by nothing.

31542800Qu. By nothing, for this is no oath.

31552801The George prophand hath lost his holie honor,

31562802The Garter blemisht pawnd his knightlie vertue,

31572803The crown vsurpt disgrac't his kinglie dignitie,

31582804If something thou wilt sweare to be beleeude,

31592805Sweare then by something that thou hast not wrongd.

31622806King Now by the world.

31632807Qu. Tis ful of thy foule wrongs.

31642808King. My Fathers death.

31652809Qu. Thy life hath that dishonord.

31602810King. Then by my selfe.

31612811Qu. Thy selfe, thy selfe misusest.

31662812King. Whie, then by God.

31672813Qu. Gods wrong is most of all,

31682814If thou hadst feard, to breake an oath by him,

31692815The vnitie the king my brother made,

31702816Had not bene broken, nor my brother slaine.

31712817If thou hadst feard to breake an oath by him,

31722818The emperiall mettall circling now thy brow,

31732819Had grast the tender temples of my childe,

31742820And both the princes had bene breathing heere,

31752821Which now, two tender plaie-fellowes for dust,

31762822Thy broken faith, hath made a praie for wormes.

31782823King. By the time to come.

31792824Qu. That thou hast wrongd in time orepast,

31802825For I my selfe, haue manie teares to wash,

31812826Hereafter time, for time, by the past wrongd,

31822827The children liue, whose parents thou hast slaughterd,

31832828Vngouernd youth, to waile it in their age,

31842829The parents liue, whose children thou hast butcherd,

31852830Olde withered plantes, to waile it with their age,

31862831Sweare not by time to come, for that thou hast,

31872832Misused, eare vsed, by time misused orepast.

31882833King. As I intend to prosper and repent,

31892834So thriue I in my dangerous attempt,

31902835Of hostile armes, my selfe, my selfe confound,

31922836Daye yeeld me not thy light, nor night thy rest,

31932837Be opposite, all planets of good lucke,

31942838To my proceedings, if with pure heartes loue,

31952839Immaculate deuocion, holie thoughtes,

31962840I tender not thy beauteous princelie daughter,

31972841In her consistes my happines and thine,

31982842Without her followes to this land and me,

31992843To thee her selfe, and manie a Christian soule,

32002844Sad desolation, ruine, and decaie,

32012845It cannot be auoided but by this,

K. 3. It will

32022846It will not be auoided but this :

32032847Therefore good mother (I must call you so,)

32042848Be the atturney of my loue to her.

32052849Pleade what I will be, not what I haue bene,

32062850Not by desertes, but what I will deserue,

32072851Vrge the necessitie and state of times,

32082852And be not pieuish, fond in great designes.

32092853Qu. Shall I be tempted of the diuell thus.

32102854King. I, if the diuell tempt thee to doe good.

32112855Qu. Shall I forget my selfe, to be my selfe.

32122856King. I, if your selfes remembrance, wrong your selfe.

32132857Qu. But thou didst kill my children.

32142858King. But in your daughters wombe, I buried them,

32152859Where in that nest of spicerie they shall breed,

32162860Selfes of themselues, to your recomfiture.

32172861Qu. Shall I go winne my daughter to thy will.

32182862King. And be a happie mother by the deede,

32192863Qu. I goe, write to me verie shortlie.

32212864King. Beare her my true loues kisse, farewell. Exit.

32222865Relenting foole, and shallow changing woman. Enter Rat.

32252866Rat. My gracious Soueraigne on the westerne coast,

32262867Rideth a puissant Nauie. To the shore,

32272868Throng manie doubtfull hollow harted friendes,

32282869Vnarmd, and vnresolud to beate them backe:

32292870Tis thought that Richmond is their admirall,

32302871And there they hull, expecting but the aide,

32312872Of Buckingham, to welcome them a shore.

32322873King. Some light-foote friend, post to the Duke of Norff.

32332874Ratcliffe thy selfe, or Catesbie, where is hee?

32342875Cat. Here my Lord.

32372876King. Flie to the Duke, post thou to Salisburie,

32382877When thou comst there, dull vnmindfull villaine,

32392878Whie standst thou still? and goest not to the Duke.

32402879Cat. First mightie Soueraigne, let me know your minde,

32412880What, from your grace, I shall deliuer them.

32422881King. O, true good Catesbie, bid him leuie straight,

32432882The greatest strength, and power he can make,

32442883And meete me presentlie at Salisburie.

32462884Rat. What is it your highnes pleasure, I shall do at Salisbu- (ry,

32482885King. Whie? what wouldst thou doe there before I goe?

32502886Rat. Your highnes told me I should post before.

32512887King. My mind is changd sir, my minde is changd.

32532888How now, what newes with you?

32542890Dar. None good my Lord, to please you with the hearing,

32552891Nor none so bad, but it may well be told.

32562892King. Hoiday, a riddle, neither good, nor bad:

32572893Why doest thou runne so many mile about,

32582894When thou maist tell thy tale a neerer way.

32592895Once more, what newes?

32602896Dar. Richmond is on the Seas.

32612897King. There let him sinke, and be the seas on him,

32622898White liuerd runnagate, what doeth he there?

32632899Dar. I know not mightie Soueraigne, but by guesse.

32642900King. Well sir, as you guesse, as you guesse.

32652901Dar. Sturd vp by Dorset, Buckingham, and Elie,

32662902He makes for England, there to claime the crowne.

32672903King. Is the chaire emptie? is the sword vnswaied?

32682904Is the king dead?the Empire vnpossest?

32692905What heire of Yorke is there aliue but we?

32702906And who is Englands King, but great Yorkes heire, ?

32712907Then tell me, what doeth he vpon the sea?

32722908Dar. Vnlesse for that my liege, I cannot guesse.

32732909King Vnlesse for that, he comes to be your liege,

32742910You cannot guesse, wherefore the Welshman comes,

32752911Thou wilt reuolt, and flie to him I feare.

32762912Dar. No mightie liege, therefore mistrust me not.

32772913King Where is thy power then? to beate him backe,

32782914Where are thy tennants? and thy followers?

32792915Are they not now vpon the Westerne shore?

32802916Safe conducting, the rebels from their ships.

32812917Dar, No my good Lord, my friendes are in the North.

32832918King. Cold friends to Richard, what doe they in the North?

32842919When they should serue, their Soueraigne in the West.

32852920Dar. They haue not bin commaunded, mightie soueraigne.

32862921Please it your Maiestie to giue me leaue,

32872922Ile muster vp my friendes and meete your grace,

32882923Where, and what time, your Maiestie shall please.

32892924King. I, I, thou wouldest be gone, to ioyne with Richmond,

32902925I will not trust you Sir.

32912926Dar. Most mightie Soueraigne,

32922927You haue no cause to hold my friendship doubtfull,

32932928I neuer was, nor neuer will be false.

32942929King. Well, go muster men, but heare you, leaue behinde,

32952930Your sonne George Stanlie, looke your faith be firme,

32962931Or else, his heads assurance is but fraile.

32972932Dar. So deale with him, as I proue true to you.

33002934Mes. My gracious Soueraigne, now in Deuonshire,

33012935As I by friendes am well aduertised,

33022936Sir William Courtney, and the haughtie Prelate,

33032937Bishop of Exceter, his brother there,

33042938With manie mo confederates, are in armes.

33062940Mes. My Liege, in Kent the Guilfordes are in armes,

33072941And euerie houre more competitors,

33082942Flocke to their aide, and still their power increaseth.

33102944Mes. My Lord, the armie of the Duke of Buckingham.

33112946King. Out on you owles, nothing but songs off death.

33132947Take that vntill thou bring me better newes.

3313.12948Mes. Your grace mistakes, the newes I bring is good,

33152949My newes is that by sudden floud, and fall of water,

33162950The Duke of Buckinghams armie is disperst and scattered,

33172951And he himselfe fled, no man knowes whether.

33192952King. O I crie you mercie, I did mistake,

33202953Ratcliffe reward him, for the blow I gaue him,

33212954Hath any well aduised friend giuen out,

33222955Rewardes for him that brings in Buckingham.

33232956Mes. Such proclamation hath bene made my liege.

33252958Mes. Sir Thomas Louel, and Lord Marques Dorset,

33262959Tis said my liege, are vp in armes,

33272960Yet this good comfort bring I to your grace,

33282961The Brittaine nauie is disperst, Richmond in Dorshire

33292962Sent out a boate to aske them on the shore,

33312963If they were his assistants yea, or no:

33322964Who answered him, they came from Buckingham,

33332965Vpon his partie, he mistrusting them,

33342966Hoist sale, and made away for Brittaine.

33352967King. March on, march on, since we are vp in armes,

33362968If not to fight with forreine enemies,

33372969Yet to beate downe, these rebels here at home.

33392971Cat. My liege, the Duke of Buckingham is taken,

33402972Thats the best newes, that the Earle of Richmond,

33412973Is with a mightie power landed at Milford,

33422974Is colder tidings, yet they must be told.

33432975King. Away towardes Salisburie, while we reason here,

33442976A royall battell might be wonne and lost.

33452977Some one take order, Buckingham be brought,

33462978To Salisburie, the rest march on with me. Exeunt.