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K. Rich. I am satisfied. Give me a bowl of By thee was punched full of deadly holes:
I have not that alacrity of spirit,
Nor cheer of mind that I was wont to have.-
K. Rich. Bid my guard watch; leave me.
Harry the sixth bids thee despair and die.-
The GHOST of CLARENCE rises.
Ghost. Let me sit heavy on thy soul to
RICHMOND'S Tent opens, and discovers him, I, that was wash'd to and his officers, &c.
Stan. Fortune and victory sit on thy helm !
Be to thy person, noble father-in-law !
bless thee from thy
Who prays continually for Richmond's good;
God give us leisure for these rites of love!
Richm. Good lords, conduct him to his regi
I'll strive with troubled thoughts, to take a nap;
Lest leaden slumber peiset me down to-mor-
When I should mount with wings of victory:
[Exeunt LORDS, &c. with STANLEY.
The GHOST of Prince EDWARD, son to HENRY
At Tewksbury; Despair therefore, and dic!-
Of butcher'd princes fight in thy behalf:
The GHOST of King HENRY the sixth rises.
[To King RICHARD. death with fulsome
Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death!
And fall thy edgeless sword; Despair and
Thou offspring of the house of Lancaster, [To RICHMOND. The wronged heirs of York do pray for thee; Good angels guard thy battle! Live, and flourish !
The GHOSTS of RIVERS, GREY, and VAUGHAN, rise.
Riv. Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow, [To King RICHARD. Rivers, that died at Pomfret! Despair, and die ?
Grey. Think upon Grey, and let thy soul des-
The GHOSTS of the two young PRINCES rise.
Ghosts. Dream on thy cousins smother'd in
Let us be lead within thy bosom, Richard,
Thy nephews' couls bid thee despair, and die.-
Good angels guard thee from the boar's annoy!
The GHOST of Queen ANNE rises.
Thou, quiet soul, sleep thou a quiet sleep;
The GHOST of BUCKINGHAM rises.
The last was I that felt thy tyranny;
Fainting, despair; desparing, yield thy breath !—
And Richard falls in height of all his pride. [The GHOSTS vanish. King RICHARD starts out of his dream.
K. Rich. Give me auother horse,-bind up my wounds,
Have mercy, Jesu !-Soft; I did but dream.O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!
The lights burn blue.-It is now dead night.
midCold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? myself? there's none else by:
Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Is there a murderer here? No?-Yes; I am :
Lest I revenge, What? Myself on myself?
Richm. 'Cry mercy, lords, and watchful gen. tlemen,
That you have ta'en a tardy sluggard here.
That ever enter'd in a drowsy head,
Came to my tent, and cried-On! victory!
The prayers of holy saints, and wronged souls, Like high-rear'd bulwarks, stand before faces;
Richard except, those whom we fight against
One that made means to come by what be hath,
And slaughter'd those that were the means to
A base foul stone, made precious by the foil
If you do sweat to put a tyrant down,
If you do fight in safeguard of your wives,
If you do free your children from the sword, Your children's children quit it in your age. Then in the name of God, and all these rights,
Advance your standards, draw your willing swords.
For me, the ransom of my bold attempt Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold face;
But, if I thrive, the gain of my attempt Sound, drums and trumpets, boldly and cheer. The least of you shall share his part thereof. God and Saint George! Richmond and victory! fully: [Exeunt.
Re-enter King RICHARD, RATCLIFF, attendants, and Forces.
K. Rich. What said Northumberland, as touching Richmond?
Rat. That he was never trained up in arms. K. Rich. He said the truth: And what said Surrey then?
Rat. He smil'd, and said the purpose.
K. Rich. He was i'the right;
better for our
and so, indeed, [Clock strikes.
Tell the clock there.-Give me a calendar.Who saw the sun to-day?
Rat. Not I, my lord.
K. Rich. Then he disdaius to shine; for, by the book,
He should have brav'd ⚫ the east an hour ago:
Rat. My lord ?
K. Rich. The sun will not be seen to-day; The sky doth frown and lour upon our army; I would, these dewy tears
were from the
Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me, More than to Richmond ? for the self-same heaven,
That frowns on me, looks sadly upon him.
Nor. Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in the field.
K. Rich. Come, bustle, bustle ;-Caparison
my horse ;
Call up lord Stanley, bid him bring his power :-
My foreward shall be drawn out all in length,
Our archers shall be placed in the midst :
Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse. This, and Saint George to boot !-What think'st thou, Norfolk ?
Nor. A good direction, warlike sovereign.This found I on my tent this morning. [Giving a scroll. K. Rich. Jocky of Norfolk, be not too bold, [reads.
For Dickon thy master, is bought and sold.
A thing devised by the enemy.—
Go, gentlemen, every man unto his charge:
Conscience is but a word that cowards use,
March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell;
What shall I say more than I have inferr'd ? Remember whom you are to cope withal;— A sort of vagabonds, rascals, and run-aways, 4 scum of Bretagnes, and base lackey peasants,
Whom their o'er-cloyed country vomits forth
They would restrain the one, distain the other.
o'er the seas
again; Lash hence these over-weening rags of France, These famish'd beggars, weary of their lives; ho, but for dreaming on this fond exploit, or want of means, poor rats, had hang'd themselves :
we be conquer'd, let men conquer us, And not these bastard Bretagnes; whom our fathers
Have in their own land beaten, bobb'd, and thump'd,
And, on record, left them the heirs of shame. lands? lie with our Chall these enjoy our
Havish our daughters ?-Hark, I hear their drum. [Drum afar off.
Nor. My lord, the enemy is pass'd the
After the battle let George Stanley die.
Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons!
SCENE IV.-Another part of the field.
Alarum: Excursions. Enter NORFOLK and
Cute. Rescue, my lord of Norfolk, rescue,
The king enacts more wonders than a man,
His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
Alarum. Enter King RICHARD.
R. Rich. 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
And I will stand the hazard of the die : think there he six Richmonds in the field; Five have I slain to day, instead of him :A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse; [Exeunt.
Alarums. Enter King RICHARD and RICHMOND and exeunt fighting. Retreat, and flourish. Then enter RICHMOND, STANLEY, bearing the crown, with divers other Lords, and Forces.
Richm. God and your arms be prais'd, victorious friends;
The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead.
Lo, here, this long-usurped royalty,
Richm. Great God of heaven, say, Amen, to
But tell me first, is young George Stanley liv ing ?
Stan. He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester
And then, as we have ta'en the sacrament,
The brother blindly shed the brother's blood,
And let their heirs, (God, if thy will be so,) Enrich the time to come with smooth-fac'd peace,
With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days!
Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord,
Let them not live to taste this land's increase, That would with treason wound this fair land's peace!
Now civil wounds are stopp'd, peace lives again; That she may long live here, God say-Ameu. [Exeunt
KING HENRY VIII.
LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE.
THIS historical play was probably written in the year 1601. It comprises a period of twelve years, com mencing in the 12th of Henry's reign, (1521) and terminating with the baptism of Elizabeth, 1533. It has always been an easy medium for the display of pageantry and splendour; consequently a great favourite with the generality of audiences. Its most powerfully drawn characters are the Queen and the Cardinal. The dying moments of the former (Act IV. Sc. 2.) are pourtrayed with a mingled majesty and pathos, scarcely ever equalled by any other poet (Dr. Johnson numbers it, indeed, amongst "the greatest efforts of tra. gedy:") and the exquisite soliloquy of the latter, at the time of his degradation, would evince the superiority of Shakspeare's genius, had he never written another line. It is a fine philosophical picture of fallen ambition, brought to reflection by a merited reverse of fortune: the assimilation of human great. mess to the vegetation of a fruit tree, with the puerility of venturing upon "a sea of troubles," for burden. some and perishable acquisitions, affords a charming specimen of imaginative colouring and didactic morality. Yet this is one of the parts which, according to the Doctor, "may be easily conceived, and easily written." Perhaps Shakspeare found it otherwise.
KING HENRY THE EIGHTH.
CRANMER, Archbishop of Canterbury.
BISHOP OF LINCOLN.-LORD ABERGAVENNY.
SIR HENRY GUILDFORD.-SIR THOMAS
DOCTOR BUTTS, Physician to the King
PAGE to Gardiner.-A CRIER.
QUEEN KATHARINE, Wife to King Henry; afterwards divorced.
ANNE BULLEN, her Maid of Honour; afterwards Queen.
AN OLD LADY, Friend to Anne Bullen.
SIR ANTHONY DENNY.-SIR NICHOLAS VAUX. PATIENCE, Woman to Queen Katharine. SECRETARIES to Wolsey.
CROMWELL, Servant to Wolsey.
GRIFFITH, Gentleman-Usher to Queen Ka
THREE OTHER GENTLEMEN.
Several Lords and Ladies in the Dumb Shows;
SCENE-chiefly in London and Westminster; once, at Kimbolton.
Will be deceiv'd: for, gentle hearers, know,
I COME no more to make you laugh; things As foot and fight is, beside forfeiting
That bear a weighty and a serious brow,
Only a show or two, and so agree,
The play may pass; if they be still, and willing,
Our own brains, and the opinion that we
(To make that only true we now intend, *)
The first and happiest hearers of the town,
The very persons of our noble story,
Of thousand friends; then, in a moment see