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Where is thy husband now? Where be thy brothers?
Where be thy two sons? wherein dost thou joy?
Who sues, and kneels, and says-God save the queen?
Where be the bending peers that flatter'd thee?
Where be the thronging troops that follow'd thee?
Decline all this and see what now thou art.
For happy wife, a most distressed widow;
For joyful mother, one that wails the name;
For one being sued to one that humbly sues:
For queen, a very caitiff crown'd with care;
For one that scorn'd at me, now scorn'd of me;
For one being fear'd of all, now fearing one;
For one commanding all, obey'd of none.
Thus hath the course of justice wheel'd about,
And left thee but a very prey to time;

Having no more but thought of what thou wert,
To torture thee the more, being what thou art.

CHARACTER OF KING RICHARD BY HIS MOTHER.

Techy and wayward was thy infancy;

Thy school-days, frightful, desperate, wild, and furi

ous;

Thy prime of manhood, daring, bold, and venturous; Thy age confirm'd, proud, subtle, sly, and bloody

ACT V.

HOPE.

True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings, Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.

A FINE EVENING.

The weary sun hath made a golden set, And, by the bright tract of his fiery car, Gives token of a goodly day to-morrow.

DAY BREAK.

The silent hours steal on,

And flaky darkness breaks within the east.

RICHMOND'S PRAYER.

O thou! whose captain I account myself, Look on my forces with a gracious eye; *Touchy, fretful.

Put in their hands thy bruising irons of wrath,
That they may crush down with a heavy fall
The usurping helmets of our adversaries!
Make us thy ministers of chastisement,
That we may praise thee in thy victory!
To thee I do commend my watchful soul,
Ere I let fall the windows of mine eyes;
Sleeping, and waking, O, defend me still!

RICHARD STARTING OUT OF HIS DREAM.

Give me another horse,-bind up my wounds,Have mercy, Jesu!-Soft; I did but dream.O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!The light burns blue.-It is now dead midnight Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? myself?

CONSCIENCE.

Conscience is but a word that cowards use, Devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe.

RICHARD'S ADDRESS BEFORE THE BATTLE.

A thousand hearts are great within my bosom:. Advance our standards, set upon our foes; Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George, Inspire us with the spleen of fiery Dragons! Upon them! Victory sits on our helms.

RICHARD'S BEHAVIOUR AFTER AN ALARUM.

A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! Cate. Withdraw, my lord, I'll help you to a horse K. Rich. Slave, I have set my life upon a cast. And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think, there be six Richmonds in the field; Five have I slain to-day, instead of him:A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

KING HENRY VIII.

TO climb steep hills,

ACT I.

ANGER.

Requires slow pace at first: Anger is like

A full hot-horse; who being allow'd his way,
Self-mettle tires him.

ACTION TO BE CARRIED ON WITH RESOLUTION.

If I am traduc'd by tongues, which neither know My faculties, nor person, yet will be

The Chronicles of my doing,-let me say,

'Tis but the fate of place, and the rough brake* That virtue must go through. We must not stint Our necessary actions, in the fear

To copet malicious censurers; which ever,
As ravenous fishes do a vessel follow

That is new trimm'd; but benefit no further
Than vainly longing. What we oft do best,
By sick interpreters, once weak ones, is
Not ours, or not allow'd: what worst as oft,
Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up

For our best act. If we shall stand still,
In fear our motion will be mock'd or carp'd at,
We should take root here where we sit, or sit
State statues only.

New customs,

NEW CUSTOMS.

Though they be never so ridiculous,

Nay, let them be unmanly, yet are follow'd.

ACT II.

THE DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM'S PRAYER FOR THE KING.
May he live

Longer than I have time to tell his years!
Ever belov'd, and loving, may his rule be!

And when old time shall lead him to his end,
Goodness and he fill up one monument!

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DEPENDENTS NOT TO BE ΤΟ Ο MUCH TRUSTED BY GREAT MEN.

This from a dying man receive as certain: Where you are liberal of your loves, and counsels, Be sure, you be not loose: for those you make friends + Encounter

*Thicket of thorns. § Sometime.

† Retard.

Il Approved

And give your hearts to, when they once perceive
The least rub in your fortunes, fall away
Like water from ye, never found again
But where they mean to sink ye.

A loss of her,

A GOOD WIFE.

That, like a jewel, has hung twenty years
About his neck, yet never lost her lustre;
Of her, that loves him with that excellence
That angels love good men with; even of her
That, when the greatest stroke of fortune falls,
Will bless the king.

THE BLESSINGS OF A LOW STATION.

'Tis better to be lawly born,

And range with humble livers in content,

Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief,

And wear a golden sorrow.

QUEEN KATHARINE'S SPEECH TO HER HUSBAND
Alas, sir,

In what have I offended you? what cause
Hath my behaviour given to your displeasure,
That thus you should proceed to put me off,

And take your good grace from me? Heaven witness,
I have been to you a true and humble wife,
At all times to your will conformable:
Ever in fear to kindle your dislike,

Yea, subject to your countenance: glad, or sorry,
As I saw it inclin'd. When was the hour,

I ever contradicted your desire,

Or made it not mine too? Or which of your friends
Have I not strove to love, although I knew
He were mine enemy? what friend of mine
That had to him deriv'd your anger, did I
Continue in mine liking? nay, gave notice
He was from thence discharg'd? Sir, call to mind
That I have been your wife, in this obedience,
Upward of twenty years, and have been blest
With many children by you: If, in the course
And process of this time, you can report,
And prove it too, against mine honour aught,
My bond to wedlock, or my love and duty,

Against your sacred person, in God's name,
Turn me away; and let the foul'st contempt
Shut door upon me, and so give me up
To the sharpest kind of justice.

QUEEN KATHARINE'S SPEECH TO CARDINAL WOLSEY.
You are meek, and humble mouth'd;

You sign your place and calling, in full seeming,*
With meekness and humility: but your heart
Is cramm'd with arrogancy, spleen and pride.
You have, by fortune, and his highness' favours
Gone slightly o'er high steps; and now are mounted
Where powers are your retainers: and your words,
Domestics to you, serve your will, as't please
Yourself pronounce their office. I must tell you,
You tender more your person's honour, than
Your high profession spiritual..

KING HENRY'S CHARACTER OF QUEEN KATHARINE.
That man i' the world, who shall report he has
A better wife, let him in nought be trusted,
For speaking false in that; Thou art, alone,
(If thy rare qualities, sweet gentleness,
Thy meekness saint-like, wife-like government,
Obeying in commanding,-and thy parts
Sovereign and pious else, could speak thee out,)†
The queen of earthly queens.

ACT III.

QUEEN KATHARINE ON HER OWN MERIT.

Have I liv'd thus long-(let me speak myself, Since virtue finds no friends,)-a wife, a true one? A woman (I dare say without vain glory,) Never yet branded with suspicion?

Have I with all my full affections

Still met the king? lov'd him next heav'n? obey'd him?
Been, out of fondness, superstitious to him?t
Almost forgot my prayers to content him?
And am I thus rewarded? 'tis not well, lords.

Appearance.

† Speak out thy merits.

Served him with superstitious attention.

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