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And ne'er bave stol'n the breech from Lan* Mess. Prepare you, lords, for Edward is at

caster. band,

Prince. Let Æsop.fable in a winter's night; Ready to fight; therefore be resolute.

His currish riddles sort not with this place. (11. I thought no less : it is his policy,

Glo. By heaven, brat, I'll plague you for To haste thus fast, to find us unprovided.

that word. Som. But he's deceiv'd, we are in readiness.

Q. Mar. Ay, thou wast born to be a plague Q. Mar. This cheers my heart, to see your

to men. forwardness.

Glo. For God's sake, take away this captive Orf. Here pitch our battle, hence we will not

scold. budge.

Prince. Nay, take away this scolding crook.

back rather. March. Enter at a distance, King EDWARD. K. Edw. Peace, wilful boy, or I will charm + CLARENCE, GLOSTER, and Forces.

your tongue. K. Edw. Brave followers, yonder stauds the

Clar, Untutor'd lad, thou art too malapert. thorny wood,

Prince. I know my duty, you are all undu. Which, by the beavens' assistance, and your strength,

Lascivious Edward, and thou perjur'd George, Must by the roots be hewn up yet ere night.

Aud thou misshapen Dick, I tell you all, I need not add inore fuel to your fire,

I am your better, traitors as ye are ;--For well I wot, ye blaze to burn them out :

And thou usurp'st my father's right and mine. Give sigual to the fight, and to it, lords.

K. Edw. Take that, the likeness of this railer Q. Mar. Lords, knights, and gentlemen,


[Stabs him. what I should say,

Glo. Sprawl'st thout take that, to end thy My tears gainsay; for every word I speak,


(GLO. stabs him. Ye see, I drink the water of mine eyes.

Clar. And there's for twitting me with perTherefore, no more but this :-Henry, your

CLAR. stabs him. sovereign,

R. Mar. O kill me too! Is prisoner to the foe; his state usurp'd,

Glo. Marry, and sball. Offers to kill her. His realm a slaughter house, his subjects slain,

K. Edw. Hold, Richard, hold, for we have His statutes cancell'd, and his treasure spent ;

doue too much. And yonder is the wolf that makes this spoil. Glo. Why should she live to fill the world You fight in justice : then, in God's naine,

with words It lords,

K. Edw. What ! doth she swoon ? use means Be valiant, and give signal to the fight. (Ereunt both Armies. Glo. Clarence, excuse me to the king my

brother; SCENE Another part of the same. I'll hence to London on a serious matter :

Ere ye come there, be sure to hear some news. Alarums : Excursions : and afterwards a Re.

Clar. What ? what? treat. Then Enter King EDWARD, CLA-I Clo. The Tower, the Tower!

(Erit. RENCE, GLOSTER, and Forces : with Queen Q. Mar. 0 Ned, sweet Ned! speak to thy MARGARET, OXFORD, and SOMERSET, Pri

mother, boy! soner s.

Canst thou not speak 1-0 traitors! imur. K. Edw. Lo, here a period of tumultuous

derers 1 broils.

They that stabb'd Cæsar shed no blood at all, Away with Oxford to Hammes' castlet straight : Did not offend, nor were not worthy blame, For Somerset, off with his guilty head.

If this roul deed were by, to equal it. Go, bear them heuce; I will not hear them He was a man ; this, in respect, a child ; speak.

And men ne'er spend their fury on a child. (it Oxf. For my part, I will not trouble thee What's worse than murderer, that I may name with words.

No, no, my heart will burst, an if I speak :Som. Nor I, but stoop with patience to my And I will speak, that so my heart may burst. fortune.

Butchers and villains, bloody cannibals ! [Exeunt OXFORD and SOMERSET, guarded. How sweet a plant have you untimely cropp'd ! O. Mar. So part we sadly in this troublous | You bave no children, butchers ! if you had, world,

The thought of them would have stirr'd up reTo meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem.

morse : K. Edw. Is proclamation made, that, who But, if you ever chance to have a child, inds Edward,

Look in his youth to have bim so cut oft', Shall have a high reward, and he is life?

As, deathsmen l you have rid this sweet young Glo. It is; and, lo, where youthful Edward | prince ! comes.

K. Edw. Away with her ; go, bear her hence

perforce. Enter Soldiers with Prince EDWARD.

Q. Mär. Nay, never bear me hence, despatch K. Edw. Bring forth the gallant, let us hear

me here ;

[death : bim speak :

Here sheath thy sword, I'll pardon thee my What I can so young a thorn begin to prick ?

death : Edward, what satisfaction caust thou inake, What I wilt thou not ?-then, Clarence, do it For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects,

thou. And all the trouble thou hast turu'd me to ? Clar. By heaven, I will not do thee so much Prince. Speak like a subject, proud ambi

ease. tious York !

Q. Mar. Good Clarence, do ; sweet Clarence, Suppose, that I am now my father's mouth;

do thou do it. Resign tby chair, and, where I stand, kneel Clar. Didst thou not bear me swear I would thou,

not do it. Whilst I propose the self-same words to thee, K. Mar. Ay, but thou usest to forswear thy. Wbich, traitor, thou wouldst have me answer 'Twas sin before, but now 'tis charity, (self; to.

What! wilt thou uot where is that devil's Q. Mar. Ah! that thy father had been so re

butcher, solv'd! Glo. That yon might still have worn the The Prince calls Richard, for his crookedness, on

1 1.2. I will com pel you to be as silent as if you to petticoat,

deprived of speech by euchantment.

1 Dispute; contention. • Koow Unsay, deny. A castle in Picardy.

She alludes to the desertion of Clarencu.

Hard favour'd Richard ? Richard, where art, Shall rue the hour that ever thon wast bory. thout

The owl shriek' at thy birth, an evil sign; Thou art not here: Murder is thy alms-deed; The night-crow cried, aboding luckless time: Petitioners for blood chou ne'er put'st back. Dogs howl'd, and hideous tempests shook down K. Edw. Away, I say: I charge ye, bear her

trees; bence.

The raven rook'd • ber on the chininey's top, Q. Mar. So corne to you and your's, as to And chattering pies in disinal discords sung.

this prince! Erit, led out forcibly. Tby mother felt more than a mother's pain, K. Edw. Where's Richard gone 1

| And yet brought forth less than a mother's Clar. To London, all in post; and, as I guess,

hope ; To make a bloody supper in the Tower.

To wit,-an indigest deformed lump, K. Edw. He's sudden, if a thing comes in Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree. his head.

Teeth hadst thou in thy head, when thou wast Now march we hence : discharge the common

born, sort

To signify, thou cam'st to bite the world: With pay and thanks, and let's away to London. And, if the rest be true which I have heard, And see our gentle queen how well she fares; By this, I hope, she hath a sou for me.

Glo. I'll hear no more ;-Die, prophet, in thy (Exeunt. speech;

(Stabs him.

For this, amongst the rest, was I ordain'd. SCENE VI.-London.- A Room in the K. Hen. Ay, and for much more slaughter Tower.

after this.

O God ! forgive my sius, and pardon thee! King HENRY is discovered sitting with a

(Dies. Book in his Hand, the Lieutenant attending. Clo. What, will the aspiring blood of Lan. Enter GLOSTER.

caster Glo. Good day, my lord! What, at your book Sink in the ground ? I thought it would have so hard ?

mounted. K. Hen. Ay, my good lord : My lord, I should see, how my sword weeps for the poor king's say rather

death! 'Tis sin to flatter, good was little better:

O may such purple tears be always shed Good Gloster and good devil were alike,

From those that wish the downfal of our And both preposterous ; therefore, not good

house ! lord.

If any spark of life be yet remaining, Glo. Sirrah, leave us to ourselves : we must Down, down to hell ; and say I sent thee thi. confer. [Erit Lieutenant.


Stabs him again. K. Hen. So flies the reckless shepberd from 1, that have neither pity, love, nor fear.the wolf :

Tudeed, 'tis true, that Henry told me of; So first the harmless sheep doth yield his feece, For I have often heard my mother say, And next his throat unto the butcher's knife. I came into the world with my legs forward : What scene of death hath Roscius now to act ? Had I not reason, think ye, to make haste, Glo. Suspicion always baunts the guilty | And seek their ruin that usurp'd our right 1 mind;

The midwife wonder'd ; and the women cried The thief doth fear each bush an officer.

O Jesus bless us, he is born with teeth! K. Hen. The bird that hath been lined in a And so I was ; wbich plainly signified bush,

That I should snarl, and bite, and play the With trembling wings misdoubteth f every bush :

dog. And I, the hapless male to one sweet bird, Then since the heavens have sbap'd my body Have now the fatal object in my eye,

80, Where my poor young was lim'd, was caught, Let bell make crook'd my mind to answer it. and kill'd.

I have no brother, I am like no brother :
Glo. Why, what a peevish | fool was that of And this word-love, which greybeards cail

That taugbt his son the office of a fowl ?

Be resident in men like one another, And yet, for all his wings, the fool was And not iu me: I am myself alove.-drown'd.

Clarence beware; thou keep'st me from the K. Hen, I, Dædalus ; my poor boy, Icarus

Thy father, Minos, that denied our course ; But I will sort + a pitchy day for thee :
The sun that sear'd the wings of any sweet boy, For I will buz abroad such prophecies,
Thy brother Edward ; and thyself, the sea, That Edward shall be fearful of his life ;
Whose envious gulf did swallow up his life. And then, to purge bis fear, I'll be thy death,
Ah! kill me with thy weapon, not with words! King Henry, and the prince his son, are gone :
My breast can better brook thy dagger's point, Clarence, thy turn is next, and then the rest ;
Than can my ears that tragic history.

Counting myself but bad, till I be best. -
But wherefore dost thou come? is't for niy life? I'll throw thy body in another room,
Glo. Tbink'st thou, I am an executioner ? And trinmph Heury, in thy day of doom.
K. Hen. A persecutor, I am sure thou art ;

(Exit. If murdering innocents be executing, Why, then thou art an executioner.

SCENE VII.-The same.-A Room in the Glo. Thy son I killid for his presumption.

Paluce. K. Hen. Had'st thon been kill'd, when first thou didst presume,

King EDWARD is discovered silling on his Thou hadst not liv'd to kill a son of mine,

Throne; Queen ELIZABETH with the infant And thus I prophesy,- that many a thousand,

Prince, CLARENCE, GLOSTER, HASTINGS, Which now mistrust no parcel of my fear ;

and others, near him. And maný an old man's sigh, and inany a wi K. Edw. Once more we sit in England's royal dow's,

throne, And many an orphan's water-standing eye ; | Re-purchas'd with the blood of enemies. Men for their sons, wives for their husbands' What valiant foe-men, like to autumn's corn, fate,

Have we mow'd down, in tops of all their And orphans for their parents' timeless death ;

pride ?

| Three dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd. • Careless. + Tomisdoubt is to suspect danger, to fear.

• To rook, signified to equat down or lodge uni ami : Ch Llish. No part of what iny lears presage. I thing.

1 Select

love, whi

Be resia divine,

For hardy and undoubted champions :

1 K. Edw. Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy Two Cliffords, as the father and the son,

brother, thanks. And two Northumberlands; two braver men Glo. And, that I love the tree from whence Ne'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpet's

thou sprang'st, sound:

Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit: With them the two brave bears, Warwick and to say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his Montague,

master; That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion, And cried-all bail! when as be meant Aside. Aud made the forest tremble when they roar'd.

-all harm. Thus have we swept suspicion from our seat, K. Edw. Now am I seated as my soul de. And made our footstool of security.

lights, Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy: Having my country's peace, and brothers' Young Ned, for tbee, thine uncles, and myself,

loves. Have in our armours watch'd the winter's night; Clar. What will your grace bave done with Went all afoot in summer's scalding beat,

Margaret ? That thou might'st repossess the crown in peace ; Reignier, her father, to the king of France And of our labours thou shalt reap the gain. Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem, Glo. I'll blast bis harvest, if your head were And hither have they sent it for her ransom. laid ;

K. Edw. Away with her, and waft her hence For yet I am not look'd on in the world.

to France. This shoulder was ordain'd so thick, to heave; And now wbat rests, but that we spend the And heave it shall some weight or break my

time back :

With stately triumpbs, • mirthful comic shows, Work thou the way, and thou shalt execute. Such as bent the pleasures of the court ?

(A side. Sound, drums and trumpets 1-farewell, sour K. Edw. Clarence and Gloster, love my lovely

annoy! queen,

Por here, I hope, begins our lasting joy. And kiss your princely nepbew, brothers both.

Erernt. Clar. The duty that I owe upto your majesty, seal upon the lips of this sweet babe.

• Public shops.



LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE. IN this very popular tragedy, there is another specimen of historical jumble, and poetical license. The second

scene commences with the funeral of Henry VI. who is said to bave been murdered in May, 1471, whilst the imprisonment of Clarence, which did not take place till 1478, is represented in the first. Thus the real length of time comprised in this drama, (lating from the former event) is fourteen years; as it concludes with the death of Richard, at Bosworth Field, in August, 1485. With respect to Richard's character, though grertly blackened by Lancasterian historians, he was certainly one of the most odious tyrants that ever obtained possession of a throne. Yet it appears from some accounts still preserved in the Exchequer, that King Henry lived twenty-two days after the time assigned for his pretended assassination ; that his body lay in state at St. Paul's, and that it was afterwards interred at Chertsey, with much solemnity. Shakspeare has made tbe usurper deformed in figure, as well as in mind though popular detestation had probably aggravated the tra. ditionary story of his bodily deiects. In this drama, the events appear admirably connected with, and consequential to, each other : the characters and incidents are natural; the sentiment and language free from bombast. But Malone and Dr. Johnson consider it as popular beyond its merits ; with “ some parts trifling, others shocking, and some improbable:” whilst Stevens maintains, that above all others the tragedy of Richard must command approbation, as it is indefinitely variegated, and comprehends erery species of chr. racter-.." the hero, the lover, the statesman, the buffoon, the hypocrite, and the hardened or repentant sinner." Its present success in representation, is, however, chiefly attributable to the admirable alterations or Colly Cibber, which evince a very extensive and settled knowledge of stage effect, and by which reformations the more valuable parts of the piece, could alone have attained their present effect and consequence. Shaks peare probably formed the play in 1891 ; though he is not supposed to have been indebted to any of the nume rous existing compositions on the same subject.





Sons to the

CLIFF wards King Eduard V.



SIR ROBERT BRAKENBURY, Lieutenant of the RICHARD, Duke of Gloster, af

Tower. terwards King Richard T J the King. I

CHRISTOPHER URSWICK, a Priest.- Another A young Son of Clarence.

Priest. HENRY, Earl of Richmond, afterwards King LORD MAYOR OF LONDON.-SHERIFF or Henry VIÍ.


ELIZABETH, Qucen of King Edward IV. Thomas ROTHERAM, Archbishop of York. MARGARET, Queen of King Henry VI. JOHN MONTON, Bishop of Ely.


ward IV., CLARENCE, and GLOSTER. DUK OP NORFOLK : EARL OF SURREY, his LADY ANNE, Widow of Edward, Prince of Son.

Wales, Son to King Henry VI.; after. EARL Rivers, Brother to King Edward's wards married to the Duke of Gloster. Queen.

A young DAUGHTER of Clarence.

Lords and other Altendants ; tuo Gentlemen, EARL OF OXFORD. LORD HASTINGS.-LORD a Pursuivant, Scrivener, Citizens, Mur. STANLEY, LORD LOVEL.

derers, Messengers, Ghosts, Soldiers, &c. SCENE, England.


SCENE 1.-London.- A Street.

Enter Closter.
Glo. Now is the winter of onr discoment
Made glorious summer by this sun of York ;

| And all the clouds, that lowr'd upon our

house, In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows, bound with victorious

wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for mo.lumeuts; Our stern alarums cbang'd to merry meeting i

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