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King EDWARD The Fourth.
wards King Edward V. Sons to the king.
Brothers to the RICHARD, duke of Gloster, after
young Son of Clarence.
STANLEY. LORD LOVEL.
Clarence, and Gloster.
son to king Henry VI.; afterwards married to
the duke of Gloster. A young Daughter of Clarence. Lords, and other Attendants; two Gentlemen, a Pur
suivant, Scrivener, Citizens, Murderers, Messengers, Ghosts, Soldiers, &c.
LIFE AND DEATH
KING RICHARD III.
ACT THE FIRST.
London. A Street.
Enter GLOSTER. Glo. Now is the winter of our discontent 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 monuments; Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.' Grim-visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, -instead of mounting barbed steeds, To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber, To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I,—that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass ;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty,
time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable, That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them Why I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time; Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity ; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, -I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days. Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous, By drunken prophecies, libels, and dreams, 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, As I am subtle, false, and treacherous, This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up; About a prophecy, which says — that G Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be. Dive, thoughts, down to my soul! here Clarence
Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKENBURY. Brother, good day: What means this armed guard, That waits upon your grace? Clar.
Glo. Upon what cause?
Because my name is-George.
3 Preparations for mischief.
Glo. Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours ;
I do not : But, as I can learn,
a wizard told him, that by G
Glo. Why, this it is, when men are rul’d by wo
'Tis not the king, that sends you to the Tower ;
Clar. By heaven, I think, there is no man secure,
Glo. Humbly complaining to her deity
4 Thc Queen and Shore,
Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen,
your graces both to pardon me;
do, And I beseech your grace to pardon me; and,
withal, Forbear your conference with the noble duke. Clar. We know thy charge, Brakenbury, and will
obey. Glo. We are the queen's abjects, and must obey. Brother, farewell: I will unto the king; And whatsoever you will employ me in, Were it, to call king Edward's widow - sister, I will perform it to enfranchise you. Mean time, this deep disgrace in brotherhood, Touches me deeper than you can imagine.
Clar. I know it pleaseth neither of us well.
Glo. Well, your imprisonment shall not be long; I will deliver you, or else lie for you: Mean time, have patience. Clar.
I must perforce; farewell. [Exeunt CLARENCE, BRAKENBURY, and