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And thy assistance, is king Richard seated :-
Buck. Still live they, and for ever let them last!
touch, To try if thou be current gold, indeed:Young Edward lives ;—Think now what I would
speak. Buck. Say on, my loving lord. K. Rich. Why, Buckingham, I say, I would be
king Buck. Why, so you are, my thrice-renowned liege. K. Rich. Ha! am I king? 'Tis so: but Edward
lives. Buck. True, noble prince. K. Rich.
O bitter consequence,
Buck. Your grace may do your pleasure.
freezes : Say, have I thy consent, that they shall die ? Buck. Give me some breath, some little pause,
dear lord, Before I positively speak in this : I will resolve your grace immediately.
Cate. The king is angry; see, he gnaws his lip.
[Aside. K. Rich. I will converse with iron-witted fools,
[Descends from his throne. And unrespective boys; none are for me, That look into me with considerate eyes : High-reaching Buckingham grows circumspect.Boy,
— Page. My lord. K. Rich. Know'st thou not any, whom corrupting
gold Would tempt unto a close exploit of death?
Page. I know a discontented gentleman,
K. Rich. What is his name?
His name, my lord, is-Tyrrel. K. Rich. I partly know the man; Go, call him hither, boy:
Know, my loving lord,
K. Rich. Come hither, Catesby: rumour it abroad, That Anne my wife is very grievous sick; I will take order for her keeping close. Enquire me out some mean-born gentleman, Whom I will marry straight to Clarence daughter: The boy is foolish, and I fear not him.Look, how thou dream'st!-I say again, give out, That Anne my queen is sick, and like to die : About it; for it stands me much upon, To stop all hopes, whose growth may damage me.
[Exit Catesby. I must be marry'd to my brother's daughter, Or else my kingdom stands on brittle glass :Murder her brothers, and then marry her! Uncertain way of gain! But I am in So far in blood, that sin will pluck on sin. Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye.
Re-enter Page, with TYRREL.
Tyr. James Tyrrel, and your most obedient subject.
Prove me, my gracious lord.
mine? Tyr. Please you; but I had rather kill two enemies. K. Rich. Why, then thou hast it; two deep
enemies, Foes to my rest, and my sweet sleep's disturbers
Are they that I would have thee deal upon :
Tyr. Let me have open means to come to them,
hither, Tyrrel; Go, by this token :- Rise, and lend thine ear :
[Whispers. There is no more but so :-Say, it is done, And I will love thee, and prefer thee for it. Tyr. I will despatch it straight.
[Exit. Re-enter BUCKINGHAM. Buck. My lord, I have consider'd in my mind The late demand that you
did sound me in.
look to it.
K. Rich. Stanley, look to your wife; if she convey Letters to Richmond, you shall answer it.
Buck. What says your highness to my just request?
K. Rich. I do remember me,-Henry the sixth Did prophecy, that Richmond should be king,
When Richmond was a little peevish boy.
Buck. My lord,-
Buck. My lord, your pronrise for the earldom,
K. Rich. Richmond !- When last I was at Exeter, The mayor in courtesy show'd me the castle, And call’d it-Rouge-mont: at which name, I
Buck. My lord,-
I am thus bold To put your grace in mind of what you promis'd me. K. Rich. Well, but what is't o'clock?
Upon the stroke Of ten.
K. Rich. Well, let it strike.
Why let it strike ?
stroke 21 Betwixt thy begging and my meditation. I am not in the giving vein to-day.
Buck. Why, then resolve me whe'r you will, or no. K. Rich. Thou troublest me; I am not in the vein.
[Exeunt King Richard and Train.