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York. You mean, to bear me, not to bear with me: Glo. Shall we hear from yoʻl,Catesby,ere we sleep? Uncle, my brother mocks both you and me;
Cate. You shall, my lord. Because that I am little, like an ape,
Glo. Al Crosby-place, there shall you find us He thinks that you should bear me on your shoul both.
(Erii CATESBY. ders.
Buck. Now, my lord, w'.at shall we do, if we Buck. With what a sharp provided wit he reasons ! perceive To mitigate the scorn he gives his uncle,
Lord Hastings will not yield to our complots ? He prettily and aptly launts himself:
Glo. Chop off his head, man ;-somewhat we So cunning, and so young, is wonderful.
will do:Glo. My gracious lord, will't please you pass along? And, look, when I am king, claim thou of mo Myself, and my good cousin Buckingham,
The earldom of Hereford, and all the movables Will to your mother; to entreat of her,
Whereof the king my brother was possess'd.
York. What, will you go unto the Tower, my lord ? Glo. And look to have it yielded with all kindness.
(Eseunt. York. Marry, my uncle Clarence' angsy ghost; My grandam told me, he was murder'd there. SCENE II. Before Lord Hastings' House.
Prince. I fear no uncles dead.
Enter a Messenger.
[Knocking But come, my lord, and, with a heavy heart, Hast. (Within.] Who knocks? Thinking on them, go I unto the Tower.
One from Lord Stanley. (Eseunt Prince, York, HASTINGS, Cardinal,
Hast. (Within.) What is't o'clock ? and Attendants.
Mess. Upon the stroke of four. Buck. Think you, my lord, this little prating York
Enter HASTINGS. Was not incensed " by his subtle mother,
Hast.Cannot thy master sleep these tedious nights? To taunt and scorn you thus opprobriously?
Mess. So it should seem by that I have to say. Glo. No doubt, no doubt : 0, 'tis a parlous boy; First, he commends him to your noble lordship. Bold, quick, ingenious, forward, capable ;'
Host. And then,He's all the mother's, from the top to toe.
Mess. And then he sends you word, he dreamt Buck. Well, let them rest.
To-night the boar had rased off his helm : Come hither, gentle Catesby; thou art sworn
Besides, he says, there are two councils held; As deeply to effect what we intend,
And that may be determin'd at the one,
Which may make you and him to rue at the other. What think'st thou ? is it not an easy matter
Therefore he sends to know your lordship's plea
sure, To make William Lord Hastings of our mind,
If presently, you will take horse with him, For the instalment of this noble duke
And with all speed post with him toward tho north, In the seat royal of this famous isle ?
To shun the danger that his soul divines. Cate. He for his father's sake so loves the prince,
Hast. Go, fellow, go, return unto thy lord; That he will not be won to aught against him. Bid him not fear the separated councils : Buck, What think'st thou then of Stanley ? will His honour," and myself
, are at the one ; not he?
And, at the other, is my good friend Catesby;
Where nothing can proceed, that toucheth us,
Tell him, his fears are shallow, wanting instance :
To fly the boar, before the boar pursues, To sit about the coronation,
Were to incense the boar to follow us, If thou dost find him tractable to us,
And make pursuit, where he did mean no chase. Encourage him, and tell him all our reasons :
Go, bid thy master rise and come to me; If he be leaden, icy, cold, unwilling,
And we will both together to the Tower, Be thou so too; and so break off the talk,
Where, he shall see, the boar will use us kindly. And give us notice of his inclination :
Mess. I'll go, my lord, and tell him what you say. For wo to-rnorrow hold divided“ councils,
(Ezit. Wherein thyself sbalt highly be employ'd. Glo. Commend me to Lord William ; tell him,
Cate. Many good morrows to my noble lord ! To-morrow are let blood at Pomfret Castle;
Hast. Good morrow, Catesby; you are early And bid my friend, for joy of this good news,
stirring : Give mistress Shore one gentle kiss the more. What news, what news, in this our tottering state ? Buck. Good Catesby, go, effect this business
Cate. It is a reeling world, indeed, my lord ; soundly.
And, I believe, will never stand upright, Cate. My good lords both, with all the heed I can. Till Richard wear the garland of the realm.
Hast. How! wear the garland ? dost thou mean
the crown? 1 York alludes to the protuberance on Gloster's back, which was commodious for carrying burdens.
Cate. Aye, my good lord. i. e. incited, instigated. 3. Capable is quick of apprehension, susceptible, in 5 Every material circumstance in this scene is from telligent,
Holinshed, except that n is a knight with whom Hastings But the protectoure and the duke after they had converses instead of Buckingham. sent to the lord cardinal, the Lord Stanley, and the Lord 6 This term rased or rashed, is always given to de. Hastings, then lord chamberlaine, with many other no- scribe the violence inflicted by a boar. By the hoar, blemen, to commune and devise about the coronation in throughout this scene, is meant Gloster, in allusion to one place, as last were they in another place, contriving his crest. the contrarie to make the protectoure king. The Lord 7 This was the usual address to noblemen in Shak Stanley, that was after earle of Darby, wisely mistrusted speare's time; it was indifferently used with your lord it, and said unto the Lond Hastings
that he much mislyked ship. See any old letter or dedication of that ago. these two several councels - Holinshed, from Sir T. & Instance is here put for motive cause. More
o Woak, silly.
Hast. I'll have this crown of mine cut from my Purs. The better, that your lordship please to shoulders,
ask. Before I'll see the crown so foul misplac'd.
Hrst. I tell thee, man, 'is better with me now, But canst thou guess thai he doch aim at it? Than when thou mei's me last where now we meet. Cute. Ay, on my life; and hopes to find you for. Then I was going prisoner to the Troser, ward
By the suggestion of the queen's allies; Upon his party, for the gain thereof:
But now I tell thee (keep it to thyself,). And, thereupon, he sends you this good news, This day those enemies are put to death, Thai, this same very day, your enemies,
And I in better state than ere I was. The kindred of the queen, must die at Pomfret. Purs. God hold ii,* to your honour's good conHast. Indeed, I am no mourner for that news,
tent! Because they have been suill my adversaries : Hast. Gramercy, fellow : There, drink that for But, that I'll give my voice on Richard's side,
(Throwing him his purse. To bar my master's heirs in true descent,
Purs. I thank your
(Erie Pursuivant God knows, I will not do it, to the death.
Enter a Priest. Cate. God keep your lordship in what gracious mind!
Pr. Well met, my lord; I am glad to see your Hast. But I shall laugh at this a twelvemonth
Hast. I thank thee, good Sir John, with all my That they, who brought me in my master's hate,
heart. I live to look upon their tragedy.
I am in your debt for your last exercise ;6 Well, Catesby, ere a fortnight make me older, Come the next Sabbath, and I will content you. l'll send some packing, that yet think not on'ı. Crte. "Tis a vile thing to die, my gracious lord,
Enter BUCKINGHAM." When men are unprepar'd, and look not for it.
Hast. O monstrous, monstrous ! and so falls it out Buck. Whai, talking with a priest, lord chamberWith Rivers, Vaughan, Grev: and so 'twill do
lain? With some men else, who think themselves as safe Your friends at Pomfret, they do need the priest ; As thou, and I; who, as thou know'st, are dear Your honour hath n shriving work in hani. To princely Richard, and to Buckingham.
Hast. 'Good faith, and when I met this holy man, Cate. The princes both make high account of you, The men you talk of came in'o my mind. For they account his head upon the bridge. (Aside. What, go you toward the Tower ? Hast. I know, they do; and I have well deserv dit. Buck. I do, my lord; but long I cannot stay
there: Enter STANLEY.
I shall return before your lordship thence. Come on, come on, where is your boar-spear, man? Hast. Nay, like enough, for I stay dinner there. Fear you the boar, and go so unprovided ?
Buck. And supper too, although ihou know'si il Stan. My lord, good morrow; and good morrow,
(Aside. Catesby :
Come, will you go? You may jest on, but, by the holy rood,'
I'll wait upon your lordship. I do not like these several councils, I.
(Errunt. Han. My lord, I hold my life as dear as you do
SCENE III. Pomfret. Before the Castle. Enter yours;
RATCLIFF, with a Guarii, con lucling RIVERS, And never, in my life, I do protest, Was it more precious to me than 'iis now :
Grey, and VAUGHAN, lo Ereculim. Think you, but that I know our state secure,
Ral. Come, bring forth the prisoners. I would be so triumphant as I am ?
Riv. Sir Richard Ratcliff, let me tell thee this,Slan. The lords at Pomfret, when they rode from To-day, shalt thou behold a subject die, London,
For truth, for duty, and for loyalty. Were jocund, and suppos’d their states were sure, Grey. God keep the prince from all the pack of And they, indeed, had no cause to mistrust;
you! But yet, you see, how soon the day o'ercast. A knot you are of damned blood-suckers, This sudden stab of rancour I misdoubt ;?
Vaugh. You live, that shall cry woe for this Pray God, I say, I prove a needless coward !
hereafier. Whal, shall we toward the Tower ? the day is Rd. Despatch; the limits of your lives is out. spent.
Riv. O Pomfrei, Pomfret! O thou bloody prison, Hast. Come, come, have with you. Wot' you Fatal and ominous to noble peers! what, my lord ?
Within the guilty closure of thy walls, To-day, the lords you talk of are beheaded. Richard tho Second here was hack'd to death Slan. They, for their truth, might bettor wear And, for more slander to thy dismal seat, their heads,
We give thee up our guiltless blood to drink. Than some, that have accus'd them, wear their Grey. Now Margaret's curse is fallen upon our hats,
heads, But come, my lord, lot's away.
When she exclaim'd on Hastings, you, and I,
For standing by when Richard stabb'd her son. Enter a Pursuivant.
Riu. Then curs'd she Hastings, then curs'd she Hast. Go on before, I'll talk with this good fel.
(Eseunt Star. and CATESBY. Then curs'd she Richard :-0, remember, God, How now, sirrah? how goes the world with thee? To hear her prayers for them, as now for us !
9 Confession. 9 i. e. suspect i: of danger.
9 Queen Elizabeth Grey is deservedly pitied for the 3 Know.
loss of her two sons; but the royalıy of their birth has 4 That is, continue it.
so engrossed the atiention of historians, that they never 3 See note i on the first scene of The Merry Wives reckon into the number of her misfortunes the murder of Windsor
of this her second son, Sir Richard Grey. It is remark. 6 Exercise probably means religious exhortation or able how slightly the death of Earl Rivers is alwaya men. lacture,
tioned, though a man invested with such high offices of 1 From the continuation of Harding's Chronicle, trust and dignity; and how much we dwell on the exc 1543, where the account given originally by Sir Thomas cution of the lord chamberlain Hastings, a man in every More is transcribed with some additions, it appears that light his inferior. In truth, the generality draw their the person who held this conversation with Hastings ideas of English story from the tragic rather than the was Sir Thomas Howaru, who is introduced in the last historic authors.--Walpole. act of this play as earl of Surrey.
10 The limit for the limited time.
And for my sister, and her princely sons,
'That he will lose his head, ere give consent, Be satisfied, dear God, with our true bloods, His master's child, as worshipfully he terms i!, Which, as thou know'st, unjustly must be spilt ! Shall lose the royally o: Enyland's throw..
Rou. Make haste, the hour of deain is expiate.' Buck. Withdraw yourself awhile, !!!!
(Ereuni Gloster ani BUCKINGHAM. embrace:
Stan. We have not yet set down this day of triFarewell, until we meet again in heaven. (Eseunt.
umph. SCENE IV. London. A Room in the Tower. For I myself am not so well provided,
To-morrow, in my judgment, is too sudden ; BUCKINGHAM, STANLEY, HASTings, the Bishop As else I would be, were the day prolong'd. of Ely,” CATESBY, LOVEL, and others, sitting al a Table : Officers of the Council allending.
Re-enter Bishop of Ely. Hast. Now, noble peers, the cause why we are
Ely. Where is my lord protector? I have sent
For ihese strawberries. Is--to determine of the coronation :
Hast. His grace looks cheerfully and smooth this In God's name, speak, when is the royal day?
morning; Buck. Are all things ready for that royal iime ?
There's some conceit or other likes him well, Stan. They are ; and wants but nomination.)
When he doch bid yood morrow with such spirit. Ely. To-morrow then I judge a happy day.
I think, there's ne'er a man in Christendom, Buck. Who knows the lord protector's mind Can lesser hide his love, or hale, than he; herein ?
For by his face straighi shall you know his heart. Who is most inward“ with the noble duke ?
Stan. What of his heart perceive you in his face, Ely. Your grace, we think, should soonest know By any likelihood' he show'd 10-day? his mind.
Hasi. Marry, that with no man here he is of Buck. We know each other's faces; for our
For, were he, he had shown it in his looks. He knows no more of mine, than I of yours;
Re-enter GLOSTER and BUCKINGHAM. Nor I, of his, my lord, than you of mine :
Glo. I pray you all, tell me what they deserve Lord Hastings, you and he are near in love. Thal do conspire my death with devilish plots
Hasl. I thank his grace, I know he loves me well; of damned witchcraft, and that have prevail'd But, for his purpose in the coronation,
Upon my body with their hellish charins ? I have not sounded him, nor he deliver'd
Hast. The tender love I bear your grace, my lord, His gracious pleasure any way therein:
Makes me most forward in this noble presence But you, my noble lord, may name the time; To doom the offenders: Whosoe'er they be, And in the duke's behalf I'll give my voice, I say, my lord, they have deserved death. Which, I presume, he'll take in gentle part.
Glo. Then be your eyes the witness of their evil,
Look how I am bewitch'd; behold mine arm
Is, like a blasted sapling, wither'd up:
That by their witchcraft thus have marked me. I have been long a sleeper ; but, I trust,
Hasi. If they have done this deed, my noble My absence doth neglect no great design,
lord, Which by my presence might have been concluded. Glo. If! thou protector of this damned strumpet,
Buck. Had you not come upon your cue, my lord, i Talk'st thou to me of ifs ?--Thou art a traitor :-
The rest that love me, rise, and follow me.
(Exeunt Council, with Guo, and Buck. My lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, Hast. Woe, woe, for England! not a whit for me : I saw good strawberries in your garden there ;6 For 1, too fond, might have prevented this: I do beseech you, send for some of them.
Stanley did dream the boar did raise his helm; Ely. Marry, and will, my lord, with all my heart. But I disdain'd it, and did scorn to fly.
[Frit Ely. Three times to-day my foot-cloth horse did stumble, Glo. Cousin of Buckingham, a word with you. And startled, when he look'd upon
the Tower, [Takes him aside. As loath to bear me to the slaughter-house. Catesby hath sounded Hastings in our business ; 0, now I want the priest that spake to me: And finds the testy gentleman so hot,
I now repent I told the pursuivant, | We have this word in the same sense again in ix of the clocke, saluting them curlesly, and excusing Shakspeare's twenty-second Sonnel :
himself that he had ben from them so long, saieng me. • Then look I death my days shoukl erpiate." rily that he had been a slepe that day. And after a I cannot but think with Steevens that it is an error of little talking with them he said unto the bishop of Elye, the press for es pirate.
my lord, you have very good strawberries at your gar. 2 Dr. John Morton, who was elected to the see of Ely Jayne in Holberne, I require you let us have a messe of in 1479. He was advanced to the see of Canterbury in them.' It is reinarkable that this bishop (Morton) is 1486, and appointed ford chancellor in 1497. He died supposed to have furnished Sir Thomas More with the in the year 1500. This prelate first devised the scheme materials of his history, if he was not the original ani. of puting an end to the long contests between the houses thor of it. See Preface to More's Life of Richard III of York and Lancaster, by a marriage between Henry ed. 1821. earl of Richmond, and Elizabeth, the eldest daughter 7 j. e. semblance, appearance. of Edward IV.; and was a principal agent in procuring 8 For foot-cloth see note on King Henry VI. Part 2 Henry, when abroad, to enter into a covenant for the Act iv. Sc. 7. A foot-cloth horse was a paffrey covered purpose.-See More's Life of Richard III.
with such housings, used for state ; and was the usual 3 The only thing wanting is appointment of a parti- mode of conveyance for the rich, at a period when car. cular day for the ceremony.
riages were unknown. 4 Intimate, confidential.
This is from Holinshed, who copies Sir Thomae 5 See note on Hamlet, Act ii. Sc. 2.
More :In riding toward the Tower the same morning 6 This circumstance of asking the bishop for some of in which he (Hastings) was beheaded, his horse twice his strawberries seems to have been mentioned by the or thrice stumbled with him, almost in the falling; old historians merely to show the unusual affability and which thing, albeit each man wot well daily happenech food humour which the dissembling Gloster affeciell al them to whome no such mi-chance is toward : yes The very time he had determined on the death of Has hath it beene of an old rite and custome observed as a tings. It originates with Sir Thomas More, who men. token oftentimes notablie foregoing some great misfor tous the protector's entrance to the council fyrste about Lune,