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K. Rich. Give me another horse, :—bind up my
every tongue brings in a several tale,
3 Give me another horse,] There is in this, as in many of our author's speeches of passion, something very trifling, and something very striking. Richard's debate, whether he should quarrel with himself, is too long continued, but the subsequent exaggeration of his crimes is truly tragical. JOHNSON.
Rat. My lord,
dream!What thinkest thou, will our friends prove
all true? Rat. No doubt, my lord. K. Rich.
Ratcliff, I fear, I fear, Rat. Nay, good my lord, be not afraid of shadows.
K. Rich. By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard, Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers, Armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond. It is not yet near day. Come, go with me; Under our tents I'll play the eaves-dropper, To hear, if any mean to shrink from me.
[Exeunt King RICHARD and RATCLIFF.
RICHMOND wakes. Enter OXFORD and Others.
Lords. Good morrow, Richmond.
Richm. 'Cry mercy, lords, and watchful gentlemen, That you have ta'en a tardy sluggard here. .
Lords. How have you slept, my lord?
der'd, Came to my tent, and cried-On! victory! I promise you, my heart is very jocund
In the remembrance of so fair a dream.
Lords. Upon the stroke of four.
rection. [He advances to the Troops.
you do sweat to put a tyrant down,
you do fight againt your country's foes, Your country's fat shall pay your pains the hire; If
you do fight in safeguard of your wives, Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors; If
you do free your children from the sword, Your children's children quit' it in your age. Then, in the name of God, and all these rights, Advance your standards, draw your willing swords:
* Of England's chair,] England's chair, means England's throne. quit -] ii'e. requite.
For me, the ransom of my bold attempt
you shall share his part thereof. Sound, drums and trumpets, boldly and cheerfully; God, and Saint George! Richmond and victory!
Re-enter King Richard, RatclIFF, Attendants,
and Forces. K. Rich. What said Northumberland, as touching
in arins. K. Rich. He said the truth: And what said Surrey
then? Rat. He smild and said, the better for our purpose. K. Rich. He was i’the right; and so, indeed, it is.
[Clock strikes. Tell the clock there.-Give me a calendar.Who saw the sun to-day? Rat.
Not I, my lord. K. Rich. Then he disdains to shine; for, by the
book, He should have brav'd the east hour
ago: A black day will it be to somebody.Ratcliff.
Rat. My lord?
K. Rich. The sun will not be seen to-day; The sky doth frown and lour upon our army. I would, these dewy tears were from the ground. Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me,
the ransom of my bold attempt -) The fine paid by me in atonement for my rashness shall be my dead corse.
7 God, and Saint George!) Saint George was the common cry of the English soldiers when they charged the enemy.
brav'd the east --] i. e. made it splendid.
More than to Richmond? for the self-same heaven, That frowns on me, looks sadly upon him.
Enter NORFOLK. Nor. Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in the
field. K. Rich. Come, bustle, bustle ;—Caparison my
horse; Call up lord Stanley, bid him bring his power: I will lead forth my soldiers to the plain, And thus my battle shall be ordered. My forward shall be drawn out all in length, Consisting equally of horse and foot; Our archers shall be placed in the midst: John duke of Norfolk, Thomas Earl of Surrey, Shall have the leading of this foot and horse. They thus directed, we ourself will follow In the main battle; whose puissance on either side Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse. This, and saint George to boot !!—What think'st
thou, Norfolk? Nor. A good direction, warlike sovereign. This found I in my tent this morning.
[Giving a Scrowl. K. Rich. Jocky of Norfolk, be not too bold,
[Reads. For Dickon' thy master is bought and sold. A thing devised by the enemy.-Go, gentlemen, every man unto his charge: Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls; Conscience is but a word that cowards use, Devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe; Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law.
9 This, and Saint George to boot !] To boot is to help.
Dickon thy master, &c.] Dickon is the ancient familiarization of Richard. In the words--bought and sold, there is somewhat proverbial.