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Within the guilty closure of thy walls,
Grey. Now Margaret's curse is fallen upon our heads,
Rat. Make haste, the hour of death is expiate.
embrace: Farewell, until we meet again in heaven. (Exeunt.
SCENE IV. LONDON. A Room in the Tower. BUCKINGHAM, STANLEY, Hastings, the Bishop of · Ely, CATESBY, LOVEL, and others, sitting at a
Table : Officers of the Council attending.
Hast. Now, noble peers, the cause why we are met
Buck. Are all ihings ready for that royal time?
Buck. Who knows the lord protector's mind herein? Who is most inward with the noble duke? [mind.
Ely. Your grace, we think, should soonest know his
Buck. We know each other's faces: for our hearts, He knows no more of mine, than I of yours; Nor I, of his, my lord, than you of mine: Lord Hastings, you and he are near in love.
Hast. I thank his grace, I know he loves me well; But, for his purpose in the coronation, I have not sounded him, nor he deliver'd
His gracious pleasure any way therein:
Buck. Had you not come upon your cue, my lord, William, lord Hastings, had pronounc'd your part,I mean, your voice,--for crowning of the king.
Glo. Than my lord Hastings, no man might be bolder; His lordship knows me well, and loves me well.My lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, I saw good strawberries in your garden there; : I do beseech you, send for some of them. Ely. Marry, and will, my lord, with all my heart.
Exit Ely. Glo. Cousin of Buckingham, a word with you.
[Takes him aside. Catesby hath sounded Hastings in our business; And finds the testy gentleman so hot, That he will lose his head, ere give consent, His master's child, as worshipfully he terms it, Shall lose the royalty of England's throne. Buck. Withdraw yourself awhile, I'll go with you.
[Exeunt Gloster and Buckingham. Stan. We have not yet set down this day of triumph. To-morrow, in my judgment, is too sudden; For I myself am not so well provided, As else I would be, were the day prolong'd..
Re-enter Bishop of Ely. Ely. Where is my lord protector? I have sent For these strawberries. Hast. His grace looks cheerfully and sinooth this
There's some conceit or other likes him well,
Stan. What of his heart perceive you in his face, Bv anv likelihood he show'd to-day
Hast. Marry, that with no man here he is offended; For, were he, he had shown it in his looks.
'Re-enter Gloster and Buckingham. Glo. I pray you all, tell me what they deserve, · That do conspire my death with devilish plots ·
Of damned witchcraft; and that have prevailid
Hast. The tender love I bear your grace, my lord,
Glo. Then he your eyes the witness of their evil, Look how I am bewitch'd; behold mine arm Is, like a blasted sapling, wither'd up: Aud this is Edward's wife, that monstrous witch, Consorted witb that harlot, strumpet Shore, That by their witchcraft thus have marked me.
Hast. If they have done this deed, my noble lord, Glo. If! thou protector of this damned strumpet, Talk'st thou to me of ifs ?-Thou art a traitor :Off with his head :-now, by saint Paul I swear, I will not dine until I see the same.Lovel, and Catesby, look, that it be done; The rest, that love me, rise, and follow me..
[Exeunt Council, with Gloster and Buekingham. Hast. Woe, woe, for England ! not a whít for me; For I, too fond, might have prevented this: Stanley did dream, the boar did raze his helm; But I disdain'd it, and did scorn to fly. Three times to-day my foot-cloth horse did stumble, And startled, when he look'd upon the Tower, As loath to bear me to the slaughter-house.
0, now I want the priest that spake to me:
ed head. Cate. Despatclf, my lord, the duke would be at dinner; Make a short shift, he longs to see your head.
Hust. O momentary grace of mortal men,
Lov. Come, come, despatch; 'tis bootless to exclaim.
Hast. O, bloody Richard !-miserable England ! I prophesy the fearful'st time to thee, That ever wretched age hath look”d upon.Come, lead me to the block, bear him my head; They smile at me, who shortly shall be dead. [Exeunt.
SCENE V. The same. The Tower Walls. Enter Gloster and Buckingham, in rusty Armour,
· marvellous ill-favoured.. Glo. Come, cousin, canst thou quake, and change thy
Buck. Tut, I can counterfeit the deep tragedian;
Glo. He is; and, see, he brings the mayor along.
Enter the LORD MAYOR and CATESBY. Buck. Let me alone to entertain him.-Lord mayor, Glo. Look to the draw-bridge there. Buck.
• Hark, hark! a drum. Glo. Catesby, o'erlook the walls. Buck. Lord'mayor, the reason we have sent for you,Glo. Look back, defend thee, here are enemies.
Buck. God and our innocence defend and guard us! Enter Lovel and RATCLIFF, with Hastings' Head. Glo. Be patient, they are friends ; Ratcliff and Lovel.
Lov. Here is the head of that ignoble traitor,
Glo. So dear I lov'd the man, that I must weep.
n my book, wherein my soul recorded
Buck. Well, well, he was the covert'st shelter'd traitor
May. What! had he so ?
Glo. What! think you we are Turks, or infidels?
May. Now, fair befal you! he deserv'd his death ;