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Came to my tent, and cried on victory: |
I promise you, my soul is very jocund |
In the remembrance of so fair a dream. |
How far into the morning is it, lords? |
LORDS: |
Upon the stroke of four. |
RICHMOND: |
Why, then 'tis time to arm and give direction. |
More than I have said, loving countrymen, |
The leisure and enforcement of the time |
Forbids to dwell upon: yet remember this, |
God and our good cause fight upon our side; |
The prayers of holy saints and wronged souls, |
Like high-rear'd bulwarks, stand before our faces; |
Richard except, those whom we fight against |
Had rather have us win than him they follow: |
For what is he they follow? truly, gentlemen, |
A bloody tyrant and a homicide; |
One raised in blood, and one in blood establish'd; |
One that made means to come by what he hath, |
And slaughter'd those that were the means to help him; |
Abase foul stone, made precious by the foil |
Of England's chair, where he is falsely set; |
One that hath ever been God's enemy: |
Then, if you fight against God's enemy, |
God will in justice ward you as his soldiers; |
If you do sweat to put a tyrant down, |
You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; |
If you do fight against 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. |
For me, the ransom of my bold attempt |
Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold face; |
But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt |
The least of you shall share his part thereof. |
Sound drums and trumpets boldly and cheerfully; |
God and Saint George! Richmond and victory! |
KING RICHARD III: |
What said Northumberland as touching Richmond? |
RATCLIFF: |
That he was never trained up in arms. |
KING RICHARD III: |
He said the truth: and what said Surrey then? |
RATCLIFF: |
He smiled and said 'The better for our purpose.' |
KING RICHARD III: |
He was in the right; and so indeed it is. |
Ten the clock there. Give me a calendar. |
Who saw the sun to-day? |
RATCLIFF: |
Not I, my lord. |
KING RICHARD III: |
Then he disdains to shine; for by the book |
He should have braved the east an hour ago |
A black day will it be to somebody. Ratcliff! |
RATCLIFF: |
My lord? |
KING RICHARD III: |
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 |
More than to Richmond? for the selfsame heaven |
That frowns on me looks sadly upon him. |
NORFOLK: |
Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in the field. |
KING RICHARD III: |
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 foreward 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 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? |
NORFOLK: |
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