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For Somerset, off with his guilty head.
And men ne'er spend their fury on a child. Go, bear them hence; I will not hear them speak." What's worse than murder, ihat I may name it? Oxf. For my part, I'll not trouble thee with words. * No, no; my heart will burst, an if I speak:Som. Nor I, but stoop with patience to my for- * And I will speak, that so my heart may burst.
tune. (Ereunt Oxf. and Som. guarded." Butchers and villains, bloody cannibals! . *Q. Mar. So part we sadly in this troublous world, * How sweet a plant have you untimely cropp'd I * To meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem.
'You have no children, buichers! if you had, * K. Edw. Is proclamation made,-that, who 'The thought of them would have stirr'd up re finds Edward,
morse : • Shall have a high reward, and he his life? l' But, if you ever chance to have a child, * Glo. It is: and, lo, where youthful Edward comes. Look in his youth to have him so cut off, Enter Soldiers with Prince Edward.
"As deathsmen! you have rid this sweet young
prince! • K. Edw. Bring forth the gallant, let us hear K. Edw. Away with her; go, bear her hence him speak:
perforce. * What! can so young a thorn begin to prick! | Q. Mar. Nay, never bear me hence, despatch Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make,
me here; "For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects, Here sheath thy sword, I'll pardon theemy death: * And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to? What! wilt thou not ? ---then, Clarence, do it thou.
Prince. Speak like a subject, proud ambitious York? | Clar. By heaven, I will not do thee so much ease. Suppose that I am now my father's mouth;
Q. Mar. Good Clarence, do ; sweet Clarence, Resign thy chair, and, where I stand, kneel thou,
do thou do it. Whilst I propose the self-same words to thee, Clar. Didst thou not hear me swear, I would Which, traitor, thou wouldst have me answer to.
not do it? 2. Mar. Ah, that thy father had been so resolv'd!! Q. Mar. Ay, But thou usest to forswear thyself; 'Glo. That you might still have worn the petti. 'Twas sin before, but now 'tis charity. coat,
"What! wilt thou not? where is that devil's butcher, And ne'er have stol'n the breech from Lancaster. Hard-favour'd Richard ? Richard, where art thou ?
Prince. Let Æsop' fable in a winter's night ; Thou art not here: Murder is thy alms-deed;
hence, Glo. For God's sake, take away this captive scold. R. Mar. So come to you, and yours, as to this Prince. Nay, take away this scolding crook
(Eril, led out forcibly. back rather.
K. Edw. Where's Richard gone? *K. Edw. Peace, wilful boy, or I will charm .Clar. To London, all in post; and, as I guess, your tongue.
To make a bloody supper in the Tower. Clar. Untutor å lad, thou art too malapert. K. Edv. He's sudden, if a thing comes in his Prince. I know my duty, you are all undutiful :
head. Lascivious Edward, and thou perjur'd George, Now march we hence: discharge the common sort And thou misshapen Dick, -I tell ye all,
· With pay and thanks, and let's away to London, I am your better, traitors as ye are;
And see our gentle queen how well she fares; * And thou usurp'st my father's right and mine. "By this, I hope, she hath a son for me. (Exeunt. K. Edw. Take that, the likeness of this railer
SCENE VI.-London. A room in the Toroer. * Glo. Sprawl'st thou? take that, to end thy
King Henry is discovered sitting with a book in agony.
(Glo. stabs him.
his hand, the Lieutenant attending. Enter * Clar. And there's for twitting me with perjury.
Glo. Good day, my lord! What, at your book Q. Mar. O, kill me too!
so hard?' Glo. Marry, and shall. [Offers to kill her. K. Hen. Ay, my good lord: My lord, I should 'K. Edw. Hold, Richard, hold, for we have say rather; done too much.
'Tis sin to flatter, good was little better: Glo. Why should she live, to fill the world with Good Gloster, and good devil, were alike, words?
* And both preposterous; therefore, not good lord. *K. Edw. What! doth she swoon? use means * Glo. Sirrahi, leave us to ourselves : we must for her recovery.
(Exit Lieutenant. Glo. Clarence, excuse me to the king my brother: * K. Hen. So flies the reckless shepherd from I'll hence to London on a serious matter:
the wolf: 'Ere ye come there, be sure to hear some news. * So first the harmless sheep doth yield his fleece, Clar. What? what?
* And next his throat unto the butcher's knife.-'Glo. The Tower, the Tower!
(Erit. What scene of death hath Roscius now to act ? 'Q. Mar. 0, Ned, sweet Ned! speak to thy Glo. Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; mother, boy!
The thief doth fear each bush an officer. 'Canst thou not speak?_0 raitors! murderers! - K. Hen. The bird, that hath been limed in a They, that stabb'd Cæsar, shed no blood at all,
bush, Did not offend, nor were not worthy blame, With trembling wings misdoubteth every bush, * If this foul deed were by, to equal it.
And I, the hapless male to one sweet bird, 'Ile was a man ; this, in respect, a child; Have 'now the fatal object in my eye,
(1) The prince calls Richard, for his crooked-1 (3) Dispute, contention.” ness, Esop.
(4) She alludes to the desertion of Clarence. (2) i. e. I will compel you to be as silent as if 5) Careless. sou were deprived of speech by enchantment. T 6) To misdoubt is to suspect danger, to fear.
(Clar. stabs him.
War. O, kill me tool
Where my poor young was lim'd, was caught and Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. 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 call divino Crete,
Be resident in men like one another, • That taught his son the office of a fowl ? And not in me; I am myself alone.* And yet, for all his wings, the fool was drown'd. Clarence, beware; thou keep'st me from the light;
*K. Hen. I, Dædalus; my poor boy, Icarus; But I will sort* a pitchy day for thee : Thy father, Minos, that denied our course ; For I will buzz abroad such prophecies, 'The sun, that seard the wings of my swcet boy, “That Edward shall be fearful of his life ;
Thy brother Edward; and thyself, the sea, And then, to purge his fear, I'll be thy death. *Whose envious gulf did swallow up his life. King Henry, and the prince his son, are gone; * Ah, kill me with thy weapon, not with words! Clarence, thy turn is next, and then the rest ; My breast can better brook thy dagger's point, Counting myself but bad, till I be best.. Than can my cars that tragic history,
"I'll throw thy body in another room, * But wherefore dost thou come? is't for my life ? And triumph, Henry, in thy day of doom. (Erti.
Glo. Think'st thou I am an executioner?
SCENE VII.-The same. A room in the pale If murdering innocents be executing,
ace. King Edward is discovered sitting on his 'Why, then thou art an executioner.
throne; Queen Elizabeth with the infant prince, Glo. Thy son I kill'd for his presumption.
Clarence, Gloster, Hastings, and others, near K. Hen. Hadst thou been kill'd, when first thou
him. didst presume,
K. Edw. Once more we sit in England's royal Thou hadst not liv'd to kill a son of mine.
throne, And thus I prophesy,--that many a thousand, Re-purchas'd with the blood of enemies. Which now mistrust no parcel of my fear; What valiant foe-men, like to autumn's corn, • And many an old man's sigh, and many a Have we mow'd down, in tops of all their pride 7 • widow's,
Three dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd • And many an orphan's water-standing eye, For hardy and undoubted champions :
Men for their sons, wives for their husbands' fate, Two Cliffords, as the father and the son, "And orphans for their parents' timeless death, And two Northumberlands; two braver men 'Shall rue the hour that ever thou wast born. Ne'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpet's sound: The owl shriek'd at thy birth, an evil sign;
With them, the two brave bears, Warwick and 'The night-crow cried, aboding luckless time;
Montague, Dogs howld, and hideous tempests shook down That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion, trees;
And made the forest tremble when they roar'd. The raven rook'd' her on the chimney's top, Thus have we swept suspicion from our seat, And chattering pies in dismal discords sung. And made our footstool of security. Thy mother felt more than a mother's pain, Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy :And yet brought forth less than a mother's hope ; Young Ned, for thee, thine uncles, and myself, "To wit,--an indigest deformed lump,
Have in our armours watch'd the winter's night; Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree.
Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat, Teeth hadst thou in thy head, when thou wast born, That thou might'st repossess the crown in peace; To signify,--thou cam'st to bite the world: And of our labours thou shalt reap the gain. And, if the rest be true which I have heard,
Glo. I'll blast his harvest, if your head were laid , 'Thou cam'st
For yet I am not look'd on in the world. Glo. I'll hear no more ;-Die, prophet, in thy This shoulder was ordain'd so thick, to heave; speech;
(Stabs him. And heave it shall some weight,' or break my For this, amongst the rest, was I ordain'd.
back :K. Hen. Ay, and for much more slaughter af- Work thou the way,and thou shalt execute...
ter this. O God! forgive my sins, and pardon thee! (Dies. K. Edw. Clarence, and Gloster, love my lovely Glo. What, will the aspiring blood of Lancaster
queen; Sink in the ground? I thought it would have And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both. mounted.
Clar. The duty that I owe unto your majesty, See, how my sword weeps for the poor king's death! I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe. o, may such purple tears be always shed
K. Edro. Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy bro "From those that wish the downfal of our house!-! ther, thanks. 'If any spark of life be yet remaining,
Glo. And, that I love the tree from whence Down, down to hell; and say-I sent thce thither.
[tabs him again. "Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit:I, that have neither pity, love, nor fear.
To say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his Indeed, 'tis true, that Henry told me of;
master; For I have often heard my mother say,
And cried-all hail !-when as he meant I came into the world with my legs forward :
-all harm; Had I not reason, think ye, to make haste,
K. Edw. Now am I seated as my soul delights, "And seek their ruin that usurp'd our right? Having my country's peace, and brothers' loves. The_midwise wonderd ; and the women cried, Clar. What will your grace have done with 0, Jesus bless us, he is born with teeth!
Margaret? "And so I was ; 'which plainly signified
| Reignier, her father, to the king of France That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem, *Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so,
(3) To rook, signified to squat down or lodge on (1) Childish.
any thing. 12) No part of what my fears presage.
1 (4) Select.
Aside. And hither have they sent it for her ransom. | matter itself will defeat the artist. Of every auK. Edu. Away with her, and wast her hence to thor's works one will be the best, and one will be France.
the worst. The colours are not equally pleasing, And now what rests, but that we spend the time nor the attitudes equally graceful, in all the pictures With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows, of Titian or Reynolds." Such as beñt the pleasures of the court ?
Dissimilitude of style and heterogeneousness of Sound, drums and trumpets !-farewell, sour annoy! sentiment, may sufficiently show that a work does For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy. (Exeunt. not really belong to the reputed author. But in these
plays no such marks of spuriousness are found. The diction, the versification, and the figures, are
Shakspeare's. These plays, considered without reThe three parts of King Henry VI. are suspected, I tives in verse. are more hapnily conceived, and
gard to characters and incidents, merely as narraby Mr. Theobald, of being suppositious, and are declared, by Dr. Warburton, to be certainly, not Richard II. or the tragic scenes of King Henry
more accurately finished, than those of King John, Shakspeare's. Mr. Theobald's suspicion arises from TV
IV. and V.
If we take these plays from Shaksome obsolete words; but the phraseology is like the rest of our author's style, and single words, of thor of that age had the same easiness of expres
speare, to whom shall they be given ? What au which however I do not observe more than two, cansion and Auency of numbers ? conclude little,
1 of these three plays I think the second the best. Dr. Warburton gives no reason, but I suppose The truth is, that they have not sufficient variety him to judge upon deeper principles and more comprehensive views, and to draw his opinion from kind: vet many of the characters are well dis
more of action, for the incidents are too often of the same the general effect and spirit of the composition, crimi
the composition, I criminated. King Henry, and his Queen, King which he thinks inferior to the other historical plays.
plays: Edward, the Duke of Gloucester, and the Earl of
e From mere inferiority nothing can be inferred; Warwick, in the productions of wit there will be inequality
; Warwick, are very strongly and distinctly painted. Sometimes judgment will err, and sometimes thel
JOHNSON. VOL. II.
LIFE AND DEATH OF
KING RICHARD III.
PERSONS REPRESENTED. King Edward the Fourth.
Sir William Catesby. Sir James Tyrrel. Edward, prince of Wales, after-)
Sir James Blount. Sir Walter Herbert. wards king Edvard V. Sons to the king. Sir Robert Brakenbury, lieutenant of the Teter. Richard, duke of York,
Christopher Urswick, a priest. Another priest. George, duke of Clarence,
Brothers to the Lor
Lord Mayor of London. Sheriff of Wiltshire. Richard, duke of Gloster, afler-> wards King Richard II. S king.
Elizabeth, queen of king Edward IV. A young Son of Clarence.
. Margaret, widcu of king Henry VI. Henry, earl of Richmond, afterwards king Duchess of York, mother to 'king Edward IV. Henry VII.
1. Clarence, and Gloster. Cardinal Bouchier, archbishop of Canterbury. Lady Anne, wilow of Edrcard, prince of Wales, Thomas Rotheram, archbishop of York.
son to king Henry VI.; afterwards married lo John Morton, bishop of Ely.
the Duke of Gloster. Duke of Buckingham
A young Daughter of Clarence.
And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous,
To set my brother Clarence, and the king,
In deadly hate the one against the other:
And, if king Edward be as true and just, Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
As I am subtle, false, and treacherous, And all the clouds that lower'd upon our house,
This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up; In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
About a prophecy, which says that G Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; I
OC Edwards neirs the murderer shall be. Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Dive, thoughts, down to my soul! here Clarence Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings,
comes. Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Enter Clarence, guarded, and Brakenbury. Grim-visag'd War hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; Brother, good day : What means this armed guard And now,-instead of mounting barbedsteeds, That waits upon your grace ? To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,
His majesty, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber,
Tendering my person's safety, hath appointed To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
This conduct to convey me to the Tower.
Because my name is-George.
O, belike, his majesty bath some intent, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
That you shall be new christen'd in the Tower. Deform d, unfinish'd, sent before my time
But what's the matter, Clarence ? may I know? Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, Clar. Yea, Richard, when I know ; for I protest, And that so lamely and unfashionable,
As yet I do not : But, as I can learn, That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them ;
He hearkens after prophecies, and dreams; Why I, in this weak piping time of peace,
And from the cross-row plucks the letter G. Have no delight to pass away the time;
And says-a wizard told him, that by G Unless to spy my shadow in the sun,
His issue disinherited should be;
And, for my name of George begins with G,
These, as I learn, and such like toys as these, I am determincd to prove a villain,
Have mor'd his highness to commit me now.' (1) Dante (9) Armed. | (8) Preparations for mischief. (9Fancies
Glo. Why, this it is, when men are ruled by
Enter Hastings. women :Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower ;
Hast. Good time of day unto my gracious lord ! My lady Grey, his wise, Clarence, 'tis she,
Glo. As much unto my good lord chamberlain ! That tempers him to this extremity.
Well are you welcome to this open air. Was it not she, and that good man of worship,
How hath your lordship brook'd imprisonment? Antony Woodeville, her brother there,
Hast. With patience, noble lord, as prisoners That made him send lord Hastings to the Tower;
must: From whence this present day he is deliver'd ?
But I shall live, my lord, to give them thanks, We are not safe, Clarence, we are not safe.
That were the cause of my imprisonment. Clar. By heaven, I think, there is no man secure,
Glo. No doubt, no doubt; and so shall Clarence But the queen's kindred, and night-walking heralds
too; That trudge betwixt the king and mistress Shore.
For thev, that were your enemies, are his, Heard you not, what an humble suppliant
And have prevail'd as much on hiin, as you. Lord Hastings was to her for his delivery ?
Hast. More pity that the eagle should be mew'd, Glo. Humbly complaining to her deity
While kiles and buzzards prcy at liberty. Got my lord chamberlain his liberty.
Glo. What news abroad? I'll tell you what -I think, it is our way,
Hast. No news so bad abroail, as this at home:If we will keep in favour with the king,
The king is sickly, weak, and melancholy, To be her men, and wear her livery:
And his physicians fear him mightily. The jealous o'er-worn widow, and herself,'
Glo. Now, by saint Paul, this news is bad indeed. Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen,
10, he hath kept an evil diet long, Are mighty gossips in this monarchy.
And over-much consum'd his royal person; Brak. I beseech your graces both to pardon me;
| 'Tis very grievous to be thought upon. His majesty hath straitly given in charge,
What, is he in his bed ? That no man shall have private conference,
He is. or what degree soever, with his brother.
Glo. Go you before, and I will follow you.
[Erit Hastings. Glo. Even so ? an please your worship, Brakenbury,
He cannot live, I hope ; and must not die, You may partake of any thing we say :
Till George be pack'd with posthorse up to heaven. We speak no treason, man ;-We say the king
I'll in to urge his hatred more to Clarence, Is wise and virtuous, and his noble queen
With lies well steeld with weighty arguments; Well struck in years; fair, and not jealous ;
And, if I fail not in my deep intent, We say, that Shore's wife hath a pretly foot,
Clarence hath not another day to live: A cherry lip,
Which done, God take king Edward to his mercy, A bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue;
And leave the world for me to bustle in ! And the queen's kindred are made gentlefolks :
For then I'll marry Warwick's youngest daughter : How say you, sir ? can you deny all this?
What though I kill'd her husband, and her father ? Brak. With this, my lord, myself have nought
cht The readiest way to make the wench amends, to do.
Is-to become her husband, and her father : Glo. Naught to do with mistress Shore ? I tell
The which will I ; not all so much for love, thee, fellow,
As for another secret close intent, He that doth naught with her, excepting one,
By marrying her, which I must reach unto. Were best to do it secretly, alone.
But yet I run before my horse to market: Brak. What one, my lord ?
Clarence still breathes : Edward still lives, and Glo. Her husband, knave:-Would'st thou
reigns; betray me?
When they are gone, then must I count my gains. Brak. I beseech your grace to pardon me; and, withal,
SCENE II.-The same. Another street. EnForbear your conference with the noble duke.
ter the corps of King Henry the Sixth, borne Clar. We know thy charge, Brakenbury, and
in an open coffin, Gentlemen bearing halberds, will obey. Glo. We are the queen's abjects, and must obey.
to guard it; and Lady Anne as mourner. Brother, farewell : I will unto the king;
Anne. Set down, set down, your honourable And whatsoever vou will employ me in,
load, Were it, to call king Edward's widow-sister, If honour may be shrouded in a hearse, I will perform it to enfranchise you.
Whilst I a while obsequiously* lament
Poor key-cold figure of a holy king!
Be it lawful that I invocate thy ghost,
To hear the lamentations of poor Anne, I must perforce ; farewell. Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd'son, (Ereint Clarence, Brakenbury, and Guard. Stabb'd by the self-same hand that made these Glo. Go, tread the path that thou shalt ne'er
Lo, in these windows, that let forth thy life, Simple, plain Clarence !- I do love thee so, I pour the helpless balm of my poor eves :That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven, 0, cursed be the hand that made these holes ! If heaven will take the present at our hands. Cursed the heart, that had the heart to do it! But who comes here?--the new-deliver'd Hastings? Cursed the blood, that let this blood from hence!
More direful hap betide that hated wretch, (1) The queen and Shore. 11 Lowest of subjects.
(3) Confined. (4) Funeral.