33733001Buck. Will not king Richard let me
speake with him.
33743002Rat. No my Lord, therefore be patient.
33753003Buck. Ha
stings, and Edwards children, Riuers, Gray,
33763004Holie king Henrie, and thy faire
sonne Edward,
33773005Vaughan, and all that haue mi
scarried,
33783006By vnderhand corrupted, foule iniu
stice,
33793007If that your moodie di
scontented
soules,
33803008Doe through the cloudes, behold this pre
sent houre,
33813009Euen for reuenge, mocke my de
stru
ction.
33823010This is Al
soules day fellowes, is it not?
33843012Buck. Whie then Al
soules day, is my bodies dome
sday
: 33853013This is the day, that in king Edwards time,
33863014I wi
sht might fall on me, when I was found,
33873015Fal
se to his children, or his wiues allies
: 33883016This is the day, wherein I wi
sht to fall,
33893017By the fal
se faith, of him I tru
sted mo
st: 33903018This, this Al
soules day, to my fearefull
soule,
33913019Is the determind re
spit of my wrongs
: 33923020That high al-
seer, that I dallied with,
33933021Hath turned my fained prayer on my head,
33943022And giuen in earne
st what
I begd in ie
st.
33953023Thus doeth he force the
swordes of wicked men,
33963024To turne their owne pointes, on their Mai
sters bo
some
: 33973025Now Margarets cur
se, is fallen vpon my head,
33983026When he quorh
she,
shall
split thy hart with
sorrow
. 33993027Remember, Margaret was a Prophete
sse,
34003028Come
sirs, conuey me to the blocke of
shame,
34013029Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the dew of blame
.