Act 1, Scene 3
London. A Room in the Palace.
- [Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, LORD RIVERS, and LORD GREY.]
- Earl Rivers
- 441 Have patience, madam: there's no doubt his majesty
- 442 Will soon recover his accustom'd health.
- Lord Grey
- 443 In that you brook it ill, it makes him worse:
- 444 Therefore, for God's sake, entertain good comfort,
- 445 And cheer his grace with quick and merry eyes.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 446 If he were dead, what would betide on me?
- Lord Grey
- 447 No other harm but loss of such a lord.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 448 The loss of such a lord includes all harms.
- Lord Grey
- 449 The heavens have bless'd you with a goodly son
- 450 To be your comforter when he is gone.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 451 Ah, he is young; and his minority
- 452 Is put unto the trust of Richard Gloster,
- 453 A man that loves not me, nor none of you.
- Earl Rivers
- 454 Is it concluded he shall be protector?
- Queen Elizabeth
- 455 It is determin'd, not concluded yet:
- 456 But so it must be, if the king miscarry.
- [Enter BUCKINGHAM and STANLEY.]
- Lord Grey
- 457 Here come the Lords of Buckingham and Stanley.
- Duke of Buckingham
- 458 Good time of day unto your royal grace!
- Lord Stanley (Derby)
- 459 God make your majesty joyful as you have been!
- Queen Elizabeth
- 460 The Countess Richmond, good my Lord of Stanley,
- 461 To your good prayer will scarcely say amen.
- 462 Yet, Stanley, notwithstanding she's your wife,
- 463 And loves not me, be you, good lord, assur'd
- 464 I hate not you for her proud arrogance.
- Lord Stanley (Derby)
- 465 I do beseech you, either not believe
- 466 The envious slanders of her false accusers;
- 467 Or, if she be accus'd on true report,
- 468 Bear with her weakness, which I think proceeds
- 469 From wayward sickness, and no grounded malice.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 470 Saw you the king to-day, my Lord of Stanley?
- Lord Stanley (Derby)
- 471 But now the Duke of Buckingham and I
- 472 Are come from visiting his majesty.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 473 What likelihood of his amendment, lords?
- Duke of Buckingham
- 474 Madam, good hope; his grace speaks cheerfully.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 475 God grant him health! Did you confer with him?
- Duke of Buckingham
- 476 Ay, madam; he desires to make atonement
- 477 Between the Duke of Gloster and your brothers,
- 478 And between them and my lord chamberlain;
- 479 And sent to warn them to his royal presence.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 480 Would all were well!—but that will never be:
- 481 I fear our happiness is at the height.
- [Enter GLOSTER, HASTINGS, and DORSET.]
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 482 They do me wrong, and I will not endure it:—
- 483 Who are they that complain unto the king
- 484 That I, forsooth, am stern and love them not?
- 485 By holy Paul, they love his grace but lightly
- 486 That fill his ears with such dissentious rumours.
- 487 Because I cannot flatter and look fair,
- 488 Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive, and cog,
- 489 Duck with French nods and apish courtesy,
- 490 I must be held a rancorous enemy.
- 491 Cannot a plain man live, and think no harm,
- 492 But thus his simple truth must be abus'd
- 493 With silken, sly, insinuating Jacks?
- Lord Grey
- 494 To who in all this presence speaks your grace?
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 495 To thee, that hast nor honesty nor grace.
- 496 When have I injur'd thee? when done thee wrong?—
- 497 Or thee?—or thee?—or any of your faction?
- 498 A plague upon you all! His royal grace,—
- 499 Whom God preserve better than you would wish!—
- 500 Cannot be quiet scarce a breathing while,
- 501 But you must trouble him with lewd complaints.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 502 Brother of Gloster, you mistake the matter.
- 503 The king, on his own royal disposition,
- 504 And not provok'd by any suitor else—
- 505 Aiming, belike, at your interior hatred
- 506 That in your outward action shows itself
- 507 Against my children, brothers, and myself—
- 508 Makes him to send; that thereby he may gather
- 509 The ground of your ill-will, and so remove it.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 510 I cannot tell: the world is grown so bad
- 511 That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch:
- 512 Since every Jack became a gentleman,
- 513 There's many a gentle person made a Jack.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 514 Come, come, we know your meaning, brother Gloster;
- 515 You envy my advancement, and my friends';
- 516 God grant we never may have need of you!
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 517 Meantime, God grants that we have need of you:
- 518 Our brother is imprison'd by your means,
- 519 Myself disgrac'd, and the nobility
- 520 Held in contempt; while great promotions
- 521 Are daily given to ennoble those
- 522 That scarce, some two days since, were worth a noble.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 523 By Him that rais'd me to this careful height
- 524 From that contented hap which I enjoy'd,
- 525 I never did incense his majesty
- 526 Against the Duke of Clarence, but have been
- 527 An earnest advocate to plead for him.
- 528 My lord, you do me shameful injury
- 529 Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 530 You may deny that you were not the mean
- 531 Of my Lord Hastings' late imprisonment.
- Earl Rivers
- 532 She may, my lord; for,—
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 533 She may, Lord Rivers?—why, who knows not so?
- 534 She may do more, sir, than denying that:
- 535 She may help you to many fair preferments;
- 536 And then deny her aiding hand therein,
- 537 And lay those honours on your high desert.
- 538 What may she not? She may,—ay, marry, may she,—
- Earl Rivers
- 539 What, marry, may she?
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 540 What, marry, may she! marry with a king,
- 541 A bachelor, and a handsome stripling too:
- 542 I wis your grandam had a worser match.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 543 My Lord of Gloster, I have too long borne
- 544 Your blunt upbraidings and your bitter scoffs:
- 545 By heaven, I will acquaint his majesty
- 546 Of those gross taunts that oft I have endur'd.
- 547 I had rather be a country servant-maid
- 548 Than a great queen with this condition,—
- 549 To be so baited, scorn'd, and stormed at.
- [Enter old QUEEN MARGARET, behind.]
- Queen Elizabeth
- 550 Small joy have I in being England's queen.
- Queen Margaret
- 551 And lessen'd be that small, God, I beseech Him!
- 552 Thy honour, state, and seat, is due to me.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 553 What! Threat you me with telling of the king?
- 554 Tell him, and spare not: look what I have said
- 555 I will avouch in presence of the king:
- 556 I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower.
- 557 'Tis time to speak,—my pains are quite forgot.
- Queen Margaret
- 558 Out, devil! I do remember them too well:
- 559 Thou kill'dst my husband Henry in the Tower,
- 560 And Edward, my poor son, at Tewksbury.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 561 Ere you were queen, ay, or your husband king,
- 562 I was a pack-horse in his great affairs;
- 563 A weeder-out of his proud adversaries,
- 564 A liberal rewarder of his friends;
- 565 To royalize his blood I spilt mine own.
- Queen Margaret
- 566 Ay, and much better blood than his or thine.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 567 In all which time you and your husband Grey
- 568 Were factious for the house of Lancaster;—
- 569 And, Rivers, so were you: was not your husband
- 570 In Margaret's battle at Saint Albans slain?
- 571 Let me put in your minds, if you forget,
- 572 What you have been ere this, and what you are;
- 573 Withal, what I have been, and what I am.
- Queen Margaret
- 574 A murderous villain, and so still thou art.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 575 Poor Clarence did forsake his father, Warwick;
- 576 Ay, and forswore himself,—which Jesu pardon!—
- Queen Margaret
- 577 Which God revenge!
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 578 To fight on Edward's party for the crown;
- 579 And for his meed, poor lord, he is mew'd up.
- 580 I would to God my heart were flint, like Edward's,
- 581 Or Edward's soft and pitiful, like mine:
- 582 I am too childish-foolish for this world.
- Queen Margaret
- 583 Hie thee to hell for shame and leave this world,
- 584 Thou cacodemon! there thy kingdom is.
- Earl Rivers
- 585 My Lord of Gloster, in those busy days
- 586 Which here you urge to prove us enemies,
- 587 We follow'd then our lord, our sovereign king:
- 588 So should we you, if you should be our king.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 589 If I should be!—I had rather be a pedler:
- 590 Far be it from my heart, the thought thereof!
- Queen Elizabeth
- 591 As little joy, my lord, as you suppose
- 592 You should enjoy, were you this country's king,—
- 593 As little joy you may suppose in me,
- 594 That I enjoy, being the queen thereof.
- Queen Margaret
- 595 As little joy enjoys the queen thereof;
- 596 For I am she, and altogether joyless.
- 597 I can no longer hold me patient.—
- [Advancing.]
- Queen Margaret
- 598 Hear me, you wrangling pirates, that fall out
- 599 In sharing that which you have pill'd from me!
- 600 Which of you trembles not that looks on me?
- 601 If not that, I am queen, you bow like subjects,
- 602 Yet that, by you depos'd, you quake like rebels?
- 603 Ah, gentle villain, do not turn away!
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 604 Foul wrinkled witch, what mak'st thou in my sight?
- Queen Margaret
- 605 But repetition of what thou hast marr'd,
- 606 That will I make before I let thee go.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 607 Wert thou not banished on pain of death?
- Queen Margaret
- 608 I was; but I do find more pain in banishment
- 609 Than death can yield me here by my abode.
- 610 A husband and a son thou ow'st to me,—
- 611 And thou a kingdom,—all of you allegiance:
- 612 This sorrow that I have, by right is yours;
- 613 And all the pleasures you usurp are mine.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 614 The curse my noble father laid on thee,
- 615 When thou didst crown his warlike brows with paper,
- 616 And with thy scorns drew'st rivers from his eyes;
- 617 And then to dry them gav'st the Duke a clout
- 618 Steep'd in the faultless blood of pretty Rutland;—
- 619 His curses, then from bitterness of soul
- 620 Denounc'd against thee, are all fallen upon thee;
- 621 And God, not we, hath plagu'd thy bloody deed.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 622 So just is God, to right the innocent.
- Lord Hastings
- 623 O, 'twas the foulest deed to slay that babe,
- 624 And the most merciless that e'er was heard of.
- Earl Rivers
- 625 Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported.
- Marquess of Dorset
- 626 No man but prophesied revenge for it.
- Duke of Buckingham
- 627 Northumberland, then present, wept to see it.
- Queen Margaret
- 628 What, were you snarling all before I came,
- 629 Ready to catch each other by the throat,
- 630 And turn you all your hatred now on me?
- 631 Did York's dread curse prevail so much with heaven
- 632 That Henry's death, my lovely Edward's death,
- 633 Their kingdom's loss, my woeful banishment,
- 634 Should all but answer for that peevish brat?
- 635 Can curses pierce the clouds and enter heaven?—
- 636 Why, then, give way, dull clouds, to my quick curses!—
- 637 Though not by war, by surfeit die your king,
- 638 As ours by murder, to make him a king!
- 639 Edward thy son, that now is Prince of Wales,
- 640 For Edward our son, that was Prince of Wales,
- 641 Die in his youth by like untimely violence!
- 642 Thyself a queen, for me that was a queen,
- 643 Outlive thy glory, like my wretched self!
- 644 Long mayest thou live to wail thy children's death;
- 645 And see another, as I see thee now,
- 646 Deck'd in thy rights, as thou art stall'd in mine!
- 647 Long die thy happy days before thy death;
- 648 And, after many lengthen'd hours of grief,
- 649 Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen!—
- 650 Rivers and Dorset, you were standers by,—
- 651 And so wast thou, Lord Hastings,—when my son
- 652 Was stabb'd with bloody daggers: God, I pray Him,
- 653 That none of you may live his natural age,
- 654 But by some unlook'd accident cut off!
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 655 Have done thy charm, thou hateful wither'd hag.
- Queen Margaret
- 656 And leave out thee? stay, dog, for thou shalt hear me.
- 657 If heaven have any grievous plague in store
- 658 Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee,
- 659 O, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe,
- 660 And then hurl down their indignation
- 661 On thee, the troubler of the poor world's peace!
- 662 The worm of conscience still be-gnaw thy soul!
- 663 Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou liv'st,
- 664 And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends!
- 665 No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine,
- 666 Unless it be while some tormenting dream
- 667 Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils!
- 668 Thou elvish-mark'd, abortive, rooting hog!
- 669 Thou that wast seal'd in thy nativity
- 670 The slave of nature and the son of hell!
- 671 Thou slander of thy heavy mother's womb!
- 672 Thou loathed issue of thy father's loins!
- 673 Thou rag of honour! thou detested—
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 674 Margaret.
- Queen Margaret
- 675 Richard!
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 676 Ha!
- Queen Margaret
- 677 I call thee not.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 678 I cry thee mercy then; for I did think
- 679 That thou hadst call'd me all these bitter names.
- Queen Margaret
- 680 Why, so I did; but look'd for no reply.
- 681 O, let me make the period to my curse!
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 682 'Tis done by me, and ends in—Margaret.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 683 Thus have you breath'd your curse against yourself.
- Queen Margaret
- 684 Poor painted queen, vain flourish of my fortune!
- 685 Why strew'st thou sugar on that bottled spider,
- 686 Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about?
- 687 Fool, fool! thou whett'st a knife to kill thyself.
- 688 The day will come that thou shalt wish for me
- 689 To help thee curse this poisonous bunch-back'd toad.
- Lord Hastings
- 690 False-boding woman, end thy frantic curse,
- 691 Lest to thy harm thou move our patience.
- Queen Margaret
- 692 Foul shame upon you! you have all mov'd mine.
- Earl Rivers
- 693 Were you well serv'd, you would be taught your duty.
- Queen Margaret
- 694 To serve me well, you all should do me duty,
- 695 Teach me to be your queen, and you my subjects:
- 696 O, serve me well, and teach yourselves that duty!
- Marquess of Dorset
- 697 Dispute not with her,—she is lunatic.
- Queen Margaret
- 698 Peace, master marquis, you are malapert:
- 699 Your fire-new stamp of honour is scarce current:
- 700 O, that your young nobility could judge
- 701 What 'twere to lose it, and be miserable!
- 702 They that stand high have many blasts to shake them;
- 703 And if they fall they dash themselves to pieces.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 704 Good counsel, marry:—learn it, learn it, marquis.
- Marquess of Dorset
- 705 It touches you, my lord, as much as me.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 706 Ay, and much more: but I was born so high,
- 707 Our aery buildeth in the cedar's top,
- 708 And dallies with the wind, and scorns the sun.
- Queen Margaret
- 709 And turns the sun to shade;—alas! alas!—
- 710 Witness my son, now in the shade of death;
- 711 Whose bright out-shining beams thy cloudy wrath,
- 712 Hath in eternal darkness folded up.
- 713 Your aery buildeth in our aery's nest:—
- 714 O God that seest it, do not suffer it;
- 715 As it is won with blood, lost be it so!
- Duke of Buckingham
- 716 Peace, peace, for shame, if not for charity.
- Queen Margaret
- 717 Urge neither charity nor shame to me:
- 718 Uncharitably with me have you dealt,
- 719 And shamefully my hopes by you are butcher'd.
- 720 My charity is outrage, life my shame,—
- 721 And in that shame still live my sorrow's rage!
- Duke of Buckingham
- 722 Have done, have done.
- Queen Margaret
- 723 O princely Buckingham, I'll kiss thy hand,
- 724 In sign of league and amity with thee:
- 725 Now fair befall thee and thy noble house!
- 726 Thy garments are not spotted with our blood,
- 727 Nor thou within the compass of my curse.
- Duke of Buckingham
- 728 Nor no one here; for curses never pass
- 729 The lips of those that breathe them in the air.
- Queen Margaret
- 730 I will not think but they ascend the sky,
- 731 And there awake God's gentle-sleeping peace.
- 732 O Buckingham, take heed of yonder dog!
- 733 Look, when he fawns he bites; and when he bites,
- 734 His venom tooth will rankle to the death:
- 735 Have not to do with him, beware of him;
- 736 Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him,
- 737 And all their ministers attend on him.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 738 What doth she say, my Lord of Buckingham?
- Duke of Buckingham
- 739 Nothing that I respect, my gracious lord.
- Queen Margaret
- 740 What, dost thou scorn me for my gentle counsel?
- 741 And soothe the devil that I warn thee from?
- 742 O, but remember this another day,
- 743 When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow,
- 744 And say, poor Margaret was a prophetess!—
- 745 Live each of you the subjects to his hate,
- 746 And he to yours, and all of you to God's!
- [Exit.]
- Duke of Buckingham
- 747 My hair doth stand an end to hear her curses.
- Earl Rivers
- 748 And so doth mine: I muse why she's at liberty.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 749 I cannot blame her: by God's holy mother,
- 750 She hath had too much wrong; and I repent
- 751 My part thereof that I have done to her.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 752 I never did her any, to my knowledge.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 753 Yet you have all the vantage of her wrong.
- 754 I was too hot to do somebody good,
- 755 That is too cold in thinking of it now.
- 756 Marry, as for Clarence, he is well repaid;
- 757 He is frank'd up to fatting for his pains;
- 758 God pardon them that are the cause thereof!
- Earl Rivers
- 759 A virtuous and a Christian-like conclusion,
- 760 To pray for them that have done scathe to us!
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 761 So do I ever being well advis'd;
- [Aside.]
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 762 For had I curs'd now, I had curs'd myself.
- [Enter CATESBY.]
- Sir William Catesby
- 763 Madam, his majesty doth can for you,—
- 764 And for your grace,—and you, my noble lords.
- Queen Elizabeth
- 765 Catesby, I come.—Lords, will you go with me?
- Earl Rivers
- 766 We wait upon your grace.
- [Exeunt all but GLOSTER.]
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 767 I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl.
- 768 The secret mischiefs that I set abroach
- 769 I lay unto the grievous charge of others.
- 770 Clarence,—whom I indeed have cast in darkness,—
- 771 I do beweep to many simple gulls;
- 772 Namely, to Stanley, Hastings, Buckingham;
- 773 And tell them 'tis the queen and her allies
- 774 That stir the king against the duke my brother.
- 775 Now they believe it; and withal whet me
- 776 To be reveng'd on Rivers, Vaughn, Grey:
- 777 But then I sigh; and, with a piece of Scripture,
- 778 Tell them that God bids us do good for evil:
- 779 And thus I clothe my naked villany
- 780 With odd old ends stol'n forth of holy writ;
- 781 And seem a saint when most I play the devil.—
- 782 But, soft, here come my executioners.
- [Enter two MURDERERS.]
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 783 How now, my hardy stout resolved mates!
- 784 Are you now going to dispatch this thing?
- First Murderer
- 785 We are, my lord, and come to have the warrant,
- 786 That we may be admitted where he is.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 787 Well thought upon;—I have it here about me:
- [Gives the warrant.]
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 788 When you have done, repair to Crosby Place.
- 789 But, sirs, be sudden in the execution,
- 790 Withal obdurate, do not hear him plead;
- 791 For Clarence is well-spoken, and perhaps
- 792 May move your hearts to pity, if you mark him.
- First Murderer
- 793 Tut, tut, my lord, we will not stand to prate;
- 794 Talkers are no good doers: be assur'd
- 795 We go to use our hands, and not our tongues.
- Richard, Duke of Gloucester (Richard III)
- 796 Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears:
- 797 I like you, lads;—about your business straight;
- 798 Go, go, despatch.
- First Murderer
- 799 We will, my noble lord.
- [Exeunt.]