Enter, on the other side of the Field, RICHMOND, SIR WILLIAM BRANDON, OXFORD, and other Lords. Some of the Soldiers pitch RICHMOND's Tent. Richm. The weary sun hath made a golden set, South from the mighty power of the king. Sweet Blunt, make some good means to speak with him, Let us consult upon to-morrow's business; Come, [They withdraw into the Tent. Enter, to his Tent, KING RICHARD, NORFOLK, RATCLIFF, and CATESBY. K. Rich. What is't o'clock? Cate. It's nine o'clock. It's supper-time, my lord ; K. Rich. I will not sup to-night.— Give me some ink and paper. What, is my beaver easier than it was? And all my armour laid into my tent? Cate. It is, my liege; and all things are in readi ness. K. Rich. Good Norfolk, hie thee to thy charge; K. Rich. Stir with the lark to-morrow, gentle Norfolk. Nor. I warrant you, my lord. K. Rich. Ratcliff, Rat. My lord? K. Rich. Send out a pursuivant at arms To Stanley's regiment; bid him bring his power Fill me a bowl of wine.-Give me a watch: [Exit. [To Catesby. Saddle white Surry for the field to-morrow.- Rat. My lord? K. Rich. Saw'st thou the melancholy lord Northumberland? Rat. Thomas the earl of Surry, and himself, Nor cheer of mind, that I was wont to have.- Rat. It is, my lord. K. Rich. Bid my guard watch; leave me. About the mid of night, come to my tent And help to arm me.-Leave me, I say. [King Richard retires into his Tent. Excunt Ratcliff and Catesby. G RICHMOND'S Tent opens, and discovers him and his Officers, &c. Enter STANLEY. Stan. Fortune and victory sit on thy helm! Richm. All comfort, that the dark night can afford, Be to thy person, noble father-in-law ! Tell me, how fares our loving mother? Stan. I, by attorney, bless thee from thy mother, Farewell: The leisure and the fearful time [Exeunt Lords, &c. with Stanley. Make us thy ministers of chastisement, [Sleeps. Ghost. Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow! [To King Richard. Think, how thou stab'dst me in my prime of youth At Tewksbury; Despair therefore, and die!— Be cheerful, Richmond; for the wronged souls Of butcher'd princes fight in thy behalf: King Henry's issue, Richmond, comforts thee. The Ghost of KING HENRY VI. rises. Ghost. When I was mortal, my anointed body [To King Richard. By thee was punched full of deadly holes : Think on the Tower, and me; Despair, and die; Harry the Sixth bids thee despair and die!— Virtuous and holy, be thou conqueror! [To Richmond. Harry, that prophecy'd thou should'st be king, Doth comfort thee in thy sleep; Live, and flourish! The Ghost of CLARENCE rises. Ghost. Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow! [To King Richard. I, that was wash'd to death with fulsome wine, Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death! To-morrow in the battle think on me, And fall thy edgeless sword; Despair, and die!— 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 despair! [To King Richard. Vaugh. Think upon Vaughan; and, with guilty fear, Let fail thy lance! Despair, and die! [To King Richard. All. Awake! and think, our wrongs in Richard's bosom [To Richmond. Will conquer him ;—awake, and win the day! The Ghost of HASTINGS rises. Ghost. Bloody and guilty, guiltily awake; [To King Richard. And in a bloody battle end thy days! [To Richmond. Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! The Ghosts of the two young PRINCES rise. Ghosts. Dream on thy cousins smother'd in the Tower; Let us be lead within thy bosom, Richard, And weigh thee down to ruin, shame, and death! The Ghost of QUEEN ANNE rises. Ghost. Richard, thy wife, that wretched Anne thy wife, And fall thy edgeless sword; Despair, and die!- Dream of success and happy victory; 'Thy adversary's wife doth pray for thee. [To Richmond. The Ghost of BUCKINGHAM rises. Ghost. The first was I, that help'd thee to the crown; [To King Richard. |