1 Queen. To fave her life, I'll fay, he is not fobbed Queen. What good is cover'd with the face of heav'n, Queen Platter my forrows with report of it;/ Thou drown the fad remembrance of thofe wrongs; Which, thou fuppofeff, I have done to thed. Queen. Becbrief, left that the procefs of thy kindnessLaft longer telling than thy kindness dob [daughter." SK Riche Then know, that from my foul i love thy men. My daughter's mother thinks it with her soul. K. Richb What do you think venu IA & A Queen That thou doft love my daughter, from thy foul. So, from thy foul's love, didst thou love her brothers And from my heart's love I do thank thee for it. *1 K. Rich. Be not fo hafty to confound my meaning; I mean, that with my foul I love thy daughter, And do intend to make her Queen of England. Queen. Say then, who doft thou mean fhall be her King? K. Rich. Ev'n he that makes her Queen, who elfe Queen! What, thou ! [fhould be ?: K. Rich. Even fo; how think you of ite Queen. How canft thou woo her? K. Rich I would learn of you, As one being beft acquainted with her humour. K. Rich. With all my heart. era 201 Queen. Send to her, by the man that flew her brothers, A pair of bleeding hearts; thereon engraver No H Edward and York; then, haply, will the weep:/ Therefore prefent to her, as fometime Margree Did to thy father fteept in Rutland's blood, 1 A handkerchief, which, fay to her, did drain að l' Send her a letter of thy noble deeds; Tell her, thou mad'ft away her uncle Clarence, Her uncle Rivers; ay, and for her fake, Mad'ft quick conveyance with her good aunt Anne. To win your daughters Queen! There's no other way, n'vi AÀ Unless thou could't put on famesotherape, law And not be Richard that hath done all this K. Rich. Say, that I did all this for love of her Queen. Queen. Nay then, indeed, the cannot chufe but hate thee; Having bought love with fuch a bloody fpoil.svef K. Rich. Look, what is done, cannot be now amended;4 Men fhall deal unadvisedly sometimes, Which after-hours give leisure to repent of..biod szel Mine iflue of your blood, upon your daughter: The liquid drops of tears, that you have shed, (22) (22) The liquid drops of tears, that you have shed, Shail come again, transform'd to crient pearl, wad Advantaging their love with intereft, *Shall Oftentimes double gain of happiness.] The great improvement to the fense, which my eafy emendation makes here, will, I fatter myself, convince every judicious reader, of its being the renuine reading." Love and lone (which was the obfolete manner of spelling loan;) are made Shall come again, transform'd to orient pearl; Of ten times double gain of happiness. Go then, my mother, to thy daughter go Make bold her bafhful years with your experience w And the fhall be fole victrefs, Cafar's Cæfar Queen. What were I beft to fay, her father's brothes, Would be her Lord or fhall I fay, her uncle ?> That God, the law, my honour, and her love, vũ ng A Can make feem pleafing to her tender years to ind> 1 K. Rich. Infer fair England's peace by this alliance. Queen. Which the thall purchafe with ftill-lafting war. K. Rich. Tell her, the King, that may command, intreats Queen. That at her hands, which the King's King forbids. K. Rich Say, the fhall be a high and mighty Queen Queen. To wail the title, as her mother doth. as K. Rich. Say, I will love her everlastingly 3 Queen. But how long fhall that title, ever, aft bað K. Rich. Sweetly in force, unto her fair life's end. Queen But how long, fairly, fhall her sweet life last ? K. Rich. As long as heav'n and nature lengthen it.. Queen. As long as hell and Richard like of it. made out of one another, only by a letter turn'd upfide down. Often, times is a ftupid concretion of three words, from the indolence of the editors, which frangely flattens the fentence. My emendation gives this apt and caly fenfe. The tears, that you have lent to your amictions, fhall be turn'd into gems; and requite you, by way of intereft, with happiness twenty times as great as your forrows have been. K. Rich. K. Rich. Say, I, her Sov'reign, am her fubje& nowt Queen. But the, your fubject, loaths fuch fou'reignty, K. Rich. Be eloquent in my behalf to her bids an Queen. An honeft tale speeds best, being plainly told. KRich. Then, in plain terms tell her my loving tale Queen. Plain and not honest, is too haría a tile blo K. Rich. Your reafons are too fhallow, and too quick Queen. Ono, my reafons are too deep and dead; whil Two deep and dead poor infants in their grave Harp on it ftill fhall I, till heart-ftrings break.vrit 06 K. Rich. Harp not on that string, Madam; that is past, Now by my George, my Garter, and my crownH Queen. Profan'd, difhonour'd, and the third usurp d K. Rich. I fwear. Queen. By nothing, for this is no oath 90019 y T The George, profan'd, hath loft his holy honour mon I The Garter, blemish'd, pawn'd his knightly virtues: I The Crown, ufurp'd, difgrac'd his kingly glory, 191 al If fomething thou would't fwear to be believ'd, Swear then by fomething, that thou haft not wrong'd. I Queen. 'Tis full of thy foul wrongs.. Queen. Thy life hath that dishonour'd. Queen. Thyfelf thyfelf mifufeft. K. Rich. Why then, by heav'n Queen. Heav'ns wrong is most of all: > If thou didst fear to break an oath with heav'nased BOA Had grac'd the tender temples of my child; And both the Princes had been breathing here. Thy broken faith hath made a prey to worms. to 2979C Queen. That thou haft wronged in the time o'erpaft, For |