Uncharitably with me have you dealt, And shamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd. And in my shame still live my sorrow's rage! Q. Mar. O princely Buckingham, I kiss thy hand, Buck. Nor no one here; for curses never pass Q. Mar. I'll not believe but they ascend the sky, Look, when he fawns, he bites; and, when he bites, Glo. What doth she say, my lord of Buckingham? Q. Mar. What, dost thou scorn me for my gentle counsel ? And sooth the devil that I warn thee from? O, but remember this another day, When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow; Live each of you the subjects to his hate, 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. Enter CATESBY. Cates. Madam, his majesty doth call for you,And for your grace,—and you, my noble lords. [Aside. 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, 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; 7 He is frank'd up to fatting for his pains;] A frank is an old English word for a hog-sty or pen. 'Tis possible he uses this metaphor to Clarence, in allusion to the crest of the family of York, which was a boar. 8 done scath to us.] Scath is harm, mischief. † Mr. Malone omits upon. 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. May move your hearts to pity, if you mark him. 1 Murd. Tut, tut, my lord, we will not stand to prate, Talkers are no good doers; be assur'd, 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; Enter CLARENCE and BRAKENBURY. Brak. Why looks your grace so heavily to-day? Clar. O, I have pass'd a miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a christian faithful man', 9 Your eyes drop mill-stones, when fools' eyes drop tears:] This, I believe, is a proverbial expression. STEEVENs. 1 - faithful man,] Not an infidel. J I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days; 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: Upon the hatches; thence we look'd toward England, Methought, that Gloster stumbled; and, in falling, 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 unvalued jewels,] Unvalued is here used for invaluable. 2 VOL. VI. D But smother'd it within my panting bulk, Brak. Awak'd you not with this sore agony? I pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Clar. O, Brakenbury, I have done these things,-- For Edward's sake; and, see, how he requites me!-- Yet execute thy wrath on me alone: O, spare my guiltless wife, and my poor children! I pray thee, gentle keeper, stay by me; My soul is heavy, and I fain would sleep. 3 within my panting bulk,] Bulk is often used by Shakspeare and his contemporaries for body. |