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It is not yet near day. Come, go with me

K. Rich. He said the truth: And what said Under our tents; I'll play the eaves-dropper,

Surrey then? To hear, if any mean to thrink from me.

Rat. He smild and said, the better for our purpose. [Exeunt K. Richard, and Ratcliffe. K. Ricb. He was i' the right; and so, indeed, it is. Richmond wakes. Enter Oxford, and orbers. 5'Tell the clock there...Give me a kalendar. Lords. Good morrow, Richmond. [men,

(Clock firikese Ricbm. 'Cry mercy, lords, and watchful gentle- Who saw the sun to-day? That you have ta’en a tardy luggard here.

Rat. Not I, my lord.

[book, Lords. How have you Nept, my lord ?

K. Rieb. Then he disdains to shine; for, by the Richm. The sweetest Neep, and faireft-boding 10 He Thould have brav'd the east an hour ago : dreams,

A black day it will be to somebody. That ever enter'd in a drowsy head,

Rarcliff, Have I since your departure had, my lords. [der'd, Rat. My lord? Methought, their souls, whose bodies Richard mur- K. Ricb. The sun will not be seen to-day; Came to my tent, and cry'd-On! victory! 15 The sky doch frown and lour upon our army. I promise you, my heart is very jocund

I would, these dewy tears were from the ground. In the remembrance of .so fair a dream.

Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me, How far into the morning is it, lords?

More than to Richmond ? for the self-fame heaven, Lords. Upon the stroke of four.

That frowns on me, looks f.dly upon him. Richni. Why, then 'tis time to arm, and give di- 20

Enter Norfolk. rection. (He advances to the troops. Nor. Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in the More than I have said, loving countrymen,

field.

(horse :The leisure and enforcement of the time

K. Rich. Come, bustle, bustle ;-Caparison my Forbids to dwell upon : Yet remember this, Call up lord Stanley, bid him bring his power :'God and our good cause fight upon our fide; 2 5 I will lead forth iny soldiers to the plain, The prayers of holy faints, and wronged souls, And thus my battle shall be ordered. Like high-rear'd bulwarks, stand before our faces; My foreward shall be drawn out all in length, Richard except, those, whom we fight against, Confifting equally of horse and foot; Had rather have us win, than him they follow. Our archers shall be placed in the midst : For what is he they follow 7 truly, gentlemen, 30 John duke of Norfolk, Thomas earl of Surrey, A bloody tyrant, and a homicide;

Sliall have the leading of this foot and horfe. One rais'd in blood, and one in blood establish'd ;) They thus directed, we will follow One that made means to come by what he hath, In the main battle; whole puiffance on either side And Naughter'd those that were the means to help Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse. A base foul stone, made precious by the foil [him; 35 This, and Saint George to boot 3 ! what think'st Of England's clair, where he is falsely set;

thou, Norfolk? One that hath ever been God's enemy:

Nor. A good direction, warlike sovereignThen, if you fight against God's enemy,

This found I on my tent this morning. God will, in justice, ward you as his soldiers :

[Giving a screvl. If you do sweat to put a tyrant down,

40 K. Rich. Focky of Norfolk, be not 100 beld, (Reads. You neep in peace, the tyrant being Nain :

For Dickon 4 tby mufter is bougbt and folds If you do fight against your country's foes, A thing devised by the enemy.-. Your country's fat shall pay your pains the hire; Go, gentlemen, every man unto his charge : If you do fight in safeguard of your wives,

Let not cur babbling dreams affright our souls; Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors; 45 for conscience is but a word that cowards use, If you do free your children from the sword, Devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe; Your children's children quit it in your age. Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law. Then, in the name of God, and all these rights, March on, join bravely, let us to 't pell-mell; Advance your standards, draw your willing swords : If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell

.. For me, the ransom of my bold attempt

50 What shall I lay more than I have inferrid? Shall be this cold corpfe on the earth's cold face; Remember whom you are to cope withal ; But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt

A sorts of vagabonds, raicals, and run-aways, The least of you shall Mare his part thereof. A fcum of Brittains, and bate lackey peasants, Sound, drums and trumpets, boldly and cheerfully; Whom their o'er-cloyed country vomits forth God, and Saint George ?! Richmond, and victory ! 55 To desperate ventures and alsur'd destruction.

[Exeunt. You Neeping safe, they bring you to unrest; Re-enter King Richard, Ratcliff, &*c.

You having lands, and bleft with beauteous wives, K. Ricb. What said Northumberland, as touching They would diftrain the one, distain the other. Richmond ?

And who doth lead them, but a paltry fellow, Rat. That he was never trained up in arms. 60 Long kept in Brittaine at our brother's cost?

I To make means, in our author's time, always fignifieds come at any thing by indirect praeticesa 2 Saint George was the common cry of the English soldiers when they charged the enemy.

3 To boot here would seem to mean to belp. 4 The ancient abbreviation of Richard, 5i.e. a company. 6 Bretagne.

A millis

A milk-rop, one that never in his life

A horse ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse! Felt so much cold as over shoes in snow?

[Exeunt. Let's whip these stragglers o'er the seas again; Alarums. Enter King Richard and Richmond; they Lalh hence these over-weening rags of France,

figbt, Richard is sain. These familh'd beggars, weary of their lives; 5 Retreat, and flourish. Enter Richmond, Stanley, Who, but for dreaming on this fond exploit,

bearing tbe crown, with divers orber Lords. For want of means, poor rats,had hang'd themselves: Ricbm. God, and your arms, be prais'd, victoIf we be conquerid, let men conquer us,

rious friends; And not these bastard Brittains; whom our fathers The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead. Have in their own land beaten, bobb’d,andthump'd, 10 Stanl. Courageous Richmond, well hast thou And, on record, left them the heirs of shame.

acquit thee! Shall these enjoy our lands? lie with our wives? Lo, here, these long-usurped royalties Ravish our daughters ? —Hark, I hear their drum. From the dead temples of this bloody wretch

[Drum: afar off Have I pluckt off, to grace thy'brows withal; Fight, gentlemen of England ! fight, bold yeomen! 15 Wear it, enjoy it, and make use of it 3. Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head ! Richm. Great God of heaven, say, Amen, to all ! Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood; But tell me, is young George Stanley living ? Amaze the welkin with your broken staves !! Stanl. He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester town; Enter a Messenger.

Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us. What says lord Stanley? will he bring his power ? 20 Richm. What men of name are Nain on either side? Mif. My lord, he doth deny to come.

Stanl. John duke of Norfolk, Walter lord Ferrers, K. Rich, Off with his son George's head. Sir Robert Brakenbury, and Sir William Brandon.

Nor. My lord, the enemy hath past the marsh; Richm. Inter their bodies as becomes their births, After the battle let George Stanley die.

Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers filed, K. Ricb. A thousand hearts are great within my25 That in submission will return to us; borom :

And then, as we have ta'en the sacrament, Advance our standards, set upon our foes ; We will unite the white rose and the red :Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George, Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction, Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons ! That long hath frown’d upon their enmity! Upon them! Victory fits on our helms. [Excunt.130 What traitor hears me, and says not, Amen? S CE N E IV.

England hath long been mad, and scarr'd herself ;

The brother blindly shed the brother's blood, Anot ber part of the field.

The father rafhly Naughter'd his own son,

The son, compellid, been butcher to the fire; Alarum. Excurfi ns. Enter Catesby. 35 All this divided York and Lancaster, Cates. Rescue, my lord of Norfolk ! rescue ! Divided, in their dire division.rescue!

lo, now let Richmond and Elizabeth, The king enacts more wonders than a man, The true succeeders of each royal house, Daring an opposite 2 to every danger;

By God's fair ordinance conjoin together! His horse is Nain, and all on foot he fights, 40 And let their heirs (God, if thy will be so) Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death: Enrich the time to come with smooth-fac'd peace, Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is loft!

With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days! Alarum. Enter King Richard.

Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord, K. Ricb. A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a That would reduce these bloody days again, horse !

45 And make poor England weep in streams of blood! Cates. Withdraw, my lord, I'll help you to a horse. Let them not live to taste this land's encrease,

K. Ricb. Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, That wouldwithtreasonwound this fairland's peace! And I will stand the hazard of the dye:

Now civil wounds are stopp'd, peace lives again; I think, there be fix Richmonds in the field; That she may long live here, God say—Amen! Five have I Nain to-day, instead of him :- 50

Exeunt. That is, fright the skies with the shivers of your lances. ? i.e. an adverfarg. 3 i, e. don't abue it like the tyrant you have destroyed.

KING

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PERSONS REPRESENTED.

King Harry the Eighth.

GRIFFITH, Gentleman-Ujher to Queen Kalba. Cardinai WOLSEY. Cardinal CAMPEIUS.

rire. CAPUCIUS, Ambassador from ibe Emperor

Three aber Gentlemen. Charles V.

Doktor Butts, Pbysician to ibe King.
CRANMER, Archbishop of Canterbury.

GARTER, King at Arms.
Duke of Nor FOLX. Duke of BUCKINGHAM. Surveyor to the Duke of Buckingham.
Duke of SUFFOLK. Earl of SURREY.

BRANDON, and a Serjeant at Arms.
Lord Cbamberlain.

Door-keeper of ibe Council Cbamber.
Sir THOMAS AUDLEY, Lord Keeper.

Porter, and bis Man.
GARDINER, Bishop of Wircbefter.
Bibsp of Lincoln.

Queen KATHARINI.
Lord A&ERGAVENNY. Lord SANDS,

ANNE BULLEN. Sir HENRY GUILDFORD.

An old Lady, Friend to Anne Bullen. Sir THOMAS LOVELL.

PATIENCE, Woman to Queen Katbarine. Sir ANTHONY DENNY.

Several Lords and Ladies in the dumb fows. Sir NICHOLAS VAUX.

Women attending upon the Queen. Spirits, which SE WILLIAM SANDS'.

appear to ber. Scribes, Officers, Guards, and CROMWELL, Servant to Wolfey.

otber Arendants.
The SCENE lies mostly in Lon.un and Westminster; once, at Kimbolson.

PR 0 L
I COME no more to make you laugb; things now,

Tbat bear a weigbly and a serious brow,
Sad, bigb, and working, full of state and woey
Sucb moble scenes as draw ibe eye to flow,
We now present. Those that can pity, bere
May, if they tbink it well, let fall a tear;
Tbe fubject will deserve it. Suib. as give
Tbeir money out of bope tbey may believe,
May bere ford trutb ico. Tbose, ibat come to fee
Ozly a forw or two, and so agree,
The play may pass ; if they be ftill and willing,
I'll undertake, may see away their shilling
Ricbly in two short bours. Only obcy,
That come to bear a merry, bawdy play,
A nase of targets; er to see a fellow
I: aling motley coat?, guarded witb yellow,

O G. U E.
\Will be deceiv'd: for, gentle bearers, know,
To rank our chosen truth with such a show
As fool and fight is, (befide forfeiring

Our ozun brains, and the wpinion ibat we bring
s To make that only true we not intend 3)

\Will leave us never an understanding friend.
Therefore, for goodness' sake, ard as you are known
Tbe first and bappiejt bearers of the town,

Be sad, as we could make ye: Think, je fee
10 The very persons of our noble story,
As ebey were living ; think, you see ibem great,

And follow'd with the general ibrong, and sweat
of thousand friends ; tben, in a moment, see

How foute ibis mightiness meets misery !
15 And, if you can be merry then, I'll say,

A man may weep upon bis wedding-day.

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ACT I.
S CE NE I.

Nor. I thank your grace :
London.

Healthful; and ever since a fresh 4 admirer
An anticbamber in tbe Palace.

Of what I saw there. Eater ibe Duke of Norfolk, at one door : at the orber, 25 Buck. An untimely ague tbe Duke of Buckingbam, and ibe Lord Abergavenny. Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber, when Buck. OOD morrow, and well met. How Thosc fons of glory, those two lights of men, have you done,

Met in the vale of Arde. Since last we saw in France ?

Nor. 'Twixt Guines and Arde : * Mr. Steevens observes, that Sir William Sands was created Lord Sands about this time, but is here introluced among the persons of the drama, as a distinct character. Sir William has not a single speech affigned to him; and, to make the blunder the greater, is brought on after Lord Sands has already made his appearance.

2 Alluding to the fools and buffoons, introduced for the generality in the plays a little before our author's time; and of whom he has left us a small taste in his own. 3 i. E. pretend. 4 1. c. an uatired admirer,

I was

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I was then present, saw them salute on horseback;) Buck. The devil speed him! no man's pye is Beheld them, when they lighted, how they clung

freed In their embracement, as they grew together; From his ambitious finger. What had he Which had they, what four thron'd ones could To do in these fierce 6 vanities? I wonder, have weigh'd

5 That such a keech? can with his very bulk Such a compounded one?

Take up the rays o'the beneficial fun, Buck. All the whole time

And keep it from the earth. I was my chamber's prisoner.

Nor. Surely, fir, Nor. Then you lost

There's in him ftuff that puts him to these ends; The view of earthly glory: Men might say, 10 For, being not propt by ancestry, (whose grace 'Till this time, pomp was single; but now marry'd Chalk'd successors their way) nor callid upon To one above itself. Each following day

For high feats done to the crown; neither ally'& Became the next day's master, 'till the last To eminent affistants, but, spider-like, Made former wonders it's : To-day, the French, Out of his self-drawing web, he gives us note, All clinquant', all in gold, like heathen gods, 15 The force of his own merit makes his way; Shone down the English; and, to-morrow, they A gift that heaven gives for him, which buys Made Britain, India: every man, that stood, A place next to the king. Shew'd like a mine. Their dwarfish pages were Aber. I cannot tell As cherubims, all gilt: the madams too,

What heaven hath given him, let some graver eye
Not us'd to toil, did almost sweat to bear 20 Pierce into that; but I can see his pride
The pride upon them, that their very labour Peep through each part of him; Whence has he
Was to them as a painting: now this mask

that?
Was cry'd incomparable; and the ensuing night If not from hell, the devil is a niggard;
Made it a fool, and beggar. The two kings, Or has given all before, and he begins
Equal in lustre, were now best, now worst, 125 A new hell in himself.
As presence did present them; him in eye,

Buck. Why the devil, Still him in praise : and, being present both, Upon this French going-out, took he upon him, 'Twas said, they saw but one: and no discerner Without the privity o'the king to appoint Durft wag his tongue in censure. When these Who should attend on him? He makes up the file $ suns,

30 Of all the gentry; for the most part such (For so they phrase 'em) by their heralds challengd Too, whom as great a charge as little honour The noble spirits to arms, they did perform He meant to lay upon : and his own letter, Beyond thought's compass; that former fabulous The honourable board of council out, ftory,

Must fetch in him he papers 10. Being now seen possible enough, got credit, 35

Aber. I do know That Bevis 3 was believ'd.

Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that have Buck. Oh, you go far.

By this so sicken'd their eftates, that never Nor. As I belong to worship, and affect

They shall abound as formerly. In honour honesty, the tract of every thing

Buck. O many
Would by a good discourser lose some life, 140 Have broke their backs with laying ntanors on them
Which action's self was tongue to. All was royal; For this great journcy. What did this vanity,
To the disposing of it nought rebell’d,

But minister communication of
Order gave each thing view; the office did A most poor iffue !1?
Distinctly his full function 4.

Nor. Grievingly I think,
Buck. Who did guide,

45 The peace between the French and us not values I mean, who set the body and the limbs

The cost that did conclude it.
Of this great sport together, as you guess?

Buck. Every man,
Nur. One, certes, that promises no element 5 After the hideous storm that follow'd, was
In such a bufiness.

A thing infpir'd; and, not consulting, broke Buck. I pray you, who, my lord?

50 into a general prophecy,--That this tempeft, Nor. All this was order'd by the good discretion Dashing the garment of this peace, aboaded Of the right reverend cardinal of York.

The sudden breach on't. + i. e. all glittering, all pining. 2 Cerfure for the determination of which had the noblest appearance. 3 The old romantic legend of Bevis of Southampton. This Bevis (or Beavois) a Saxon, was for his prowess created by William the Conqueror earl of Southampton. 4 i.e. the commiflion for regulating this festivity was well executed. 5 No initiation, no previous practices. 6 j. e. proud.

7 A keech is a solid lump or mass. A cake of wax or tailow formed in a mould is called yet in some places a keech. There may, perhaps, be a fingular propriety in this term of contempt. Wolscy was the son of a butcher, and in the Second Part of King Henry IV. a butcher's, wife is called-Goody Ketchu 8 j.e. the lift. 9 That is, all mention of the board of council being left out of his letter.

10 j.e. His own leiter, by his own single authority, and without the concurrence of the council, muft fetch in him whom he papers down. 11 i.e. Iffue here refers to the wretched conclusion of this pompous Mew, as also to the poverty of their families, occafioned by laying manors on their backs.

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