I may not suffer you to visit them; The king hath strictly charg'd the contrary. Q. Eliz. The king! who's that? Brak. I mean, the lord protector. Q. Eliz. The Lord protect him from that kingly title! Hath he set bounds between their love, and me? I am their mother, who shall bar me from them? Duch. I am their father's mother, I will see them. Anne. Their aunt I am in law, in love their mother: Then bring me to their sights; I'll bear thy blame, And take thy office from thee, on, my peril. Brak. No, madam, no, I may not leave it so; I am bound by oath, and therefore pardon me. [Exit BRAKENBURY. Enter STANLEY. Stan. Let me but meet you, ladies, one hour hence, And I'll salute your grace of York as mother, And reverend looker-on of two fair queens. Come, madam, you must straight to Westminster, [To the Duchess of Gloster. There to be crowned Richard's royal queen. Q. Eliz. Ah, cut my lace asunder! That my pent heart may have some scope to beat, Anne. Despiteful tidings! O unpleasing news! Q. Eliz. O Dorset, speak not to me, get thee gone, And make me die the thrall of Margaret's curse, —— Stan. Full of wise care is this your counsel, madam:- You shall have letters from me to my son Duch. O ill-dispersing wind of misery! 3 Stan. Come, madam, come; I in all haste was sent. Anne. And I with all unwillingness will go. O, would to God, that the inclusive verge Of golden metal, that must round my brow, Were red-hot steel, to sear me to the brain! Anointed let me be with deadly venom; And die, ere men can say. God save the queen! Q. Eliz. Go, go, poor soul, I envy not thy glory; To feed my humour, wish thyself no harm. Anne. No! why? When he, that is my husband now, Came to me, as I follow'd Henry's corse; When scarce the blood was well wash'd from his hands, Which issu'd from my other angel husband, And that dead saint which then I weeping follow'd; O, when, I say, I look'd on Richard's face, This was my wish, -Be thou, quoth I, accurs'd, For making me, so young, so old a widow! And, when thou wed'st, let sorrow haunt thy bed; More miserable by the life of thee, Than thou hast made me by my dear lord's death! Even in so short a space, my woman's heart • Were red-hot steel, to sear me to the brain!] She seems to allude to the ancient mode of punishing a regicide, or any other egregious criminal, viz. by placing a crown of iron, heated red-hot, upon his head. Grossly grew captive to his honey words, And prov'd the subject of mine own soul's curse : Did I enjoy the golden dew of sleep, But with his timorous dreams was still awak'd. yours. Q. Eliz. Poor heart, adieu; I pity thy complaining. Anne. No more than with my soul I mourn for Dor. Farewell, thou woful welcomer of glory! Anne. Adieu, poor soul, that tak'st thy leave of it! Duch. Go thou to Richmond, and good fortune guide [TO DORSET. Go thou to Richard, and good angels tend thee! thee! [TO ANNE. Go thou to sanctuary, and good thoughts possess thee! [To Q. ELIZABETH. I to my grave, where peace and rest lie with me! And each hour's joy wreck'd with a week of teen. 5 Q. Eliz. Stay yet; look back, with me, unto the Tower. Pity, you ancient stones, those tender babes, Whom envy hath immur'd within your walls! [Exeunt. • But with his timorous dreams -] 'Tis recorded by Polydore Virgil, that Richard was frequently disturbed by terrible dreams: this is therefore no fiction. JOHNSON. 5 And each hour's joy wreck'd with a week of teen.] Teen is sorrow. SCENE II. A Room of State in the Palace. Flourish of Trumpets. RICHARD, as King upon his Throne; BUCKINGHAM, CATESBY, a Page, and Others. K. Rich. Stand all apart. Cousin of Bucking ham, Buck. My gracious sovereign. advice, Thus high, by thy And thy assistance, is king Richard seated: — Or shall they last, and we rejoice in them? Buck. Still live they, and for ever let them last? K. Rich. Ah, Buckingham, now do I play the touch," To try if thou be current gold, indeed: -- Young Edward lives; -Think now what I would speak. K. Rich. Why, Buckingham, I say, I would be king. Buck. True, noble prince. K. Rich. That Edward still should live, O bitter consequence, - true, noble prince! Cousin, thou wast not wont to be so dull: Shall I be plain? I wish the bastards dead: 6 now do I play the touch,] To play the touch is to represent the touchstone. K. Rich. Tut, tut, thou art all ice, thy kindness 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. [Exit BUCKINGHAM. Cate. The king is angry; see, he gnaws his lip.7 K. Rich. I will converse with iron-witted fools, 8 [Aside. [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 9 of death? Page. I know a discontented gentleman, Whose humble means match not his haughty mind: And will, no doubt, tempt him to any thing. K. Rich. What is his name? Page. His name, my lord, is — Tyrrel, K. Rich. I partly know the man; Go, call him hither, boy. The deep-revolving witty Buckingham [Exit Page. No more shall be the neighbour to my counsels: 7 see, he gnaws his lip.] Several of our ancient historians observe, that this was an accustomed action of Richard, whether he was pensive or angry. 8 And unrespective boys;] Unrespective is inattentive to consequences, inconsiderate. 9 1 close exploit ] Is secret act. witty] In this place signifies judicious or cunning. A wil was not at this time employed to signify a man of fancy, but was used for wisdom or judgment. |