Hath in eternal darkness folded up. Your aiery buildeth in our aiery's nest :· As it was won with blood, lost be it so! Buck. Peace, peace, for shame, if not for charity. Q. Mar. Urge neither charity nor shame to me; Uncharitably with me have you dealt, And shamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd. Q. Mar. O princely Buckingham, I kiss thy hand, Look, when he fawns, he bites; and, when he bites, His venom tooth will rankle to the death: Have not to do with him, beware of him; Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him ; Glo. What doth she say, my lord of Buckingham? And sooth the devil that I warn thee from? O, but remember this another day, When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow; And he to yours, and all of you to God's! [Exit. Hast. My hair doth stand on end to hear her curses. Riv. And so doth mine; I muse," why she's at liberty. Glo. I cannot blame her, by God's holy mother; She hath had too much wrong, and I repent My part thereof, that I have done to her. Q. Eliz. I never did her any, to my knowledge. Glo. Yet you have all the vantage' of her wrong, I was too hot to do some body good, That is too cold in thinking of it now. Το Glo. So do I ever, being well advis'd;— For had I curs'd now, I had curs'd myself. [Aside. Enter CATESBY. Cates. Madam, his majesty doth call for you,And for your grace,—and you, my noble lords. Q. Eliz. Catesby, I come :-Lords, will you go with me? Riv. Madam, we will attend upon your grace. [Exeunt all but GLOSTER. Glo. I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl. The secret mischiefs that I set abroach, 9 Wonder. 1 Advantage. 2 Put in a stye. 3 Harm. I lay unto the grievous charge of others. Clarence,-whom I, indeed, have laid in darkness,- Namely, to Stanley, Hastings, Buckingham; With old odd ends, stol'n forth of holy writ; " Enter Two Murderers. But soft, here come my executioners.- 1 Murd. We are, my lord; and come to have the warrant, That we may be admitted where he is. Glo Well thought upon, I have it here about me: [Gives the Warrant. When you have done, repair to Crosby-place. But, sirs, be sudden in the execution, May move your hearts to pity, if you mark him. 1 Murd. Tut, tut, my lord, we will not stand to prate, We go to use our hands, and not our tongues., Glo. Your eyes drop mill-stones, when fools' eyes drop tears: I like you, lads ;-about your business straight : Go, go, despatch. 1 Murd. We will, my noble lord. [Exeunt. SCENE IV. The same. A Room in the Tower. Enter CLARENCE and BRAKENBURY. Brak. Why looks your grace so heavily to-day? . Brak. What was your dream, my lord? I pray you, tell me. Clar. Methought, that I had broken from the Tower, And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy; And, in my company, my brother Gloster : Who from my cabin tempted me to walk Upon the hatches; thence we look'd toward England, And cited up a thousand heavy times, During the wars of York and Lancaster Struck me, that thought to stay him, over-board, O Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea, Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Clar. Methought, I had; and often did I strive Brak. Awak'd you not with this sore agony? O, then began the tempest to my soul ! I pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, The first that there did greet my stranger soul, 4 Body. |