Richard III
Act IV, Scene 2
London. The palace.
- Sound a sennet. Enter Richard in pomp,
- crowned; Buckingham, Catesby, Ratcliffe,
- Lovel, a Page, and others.
King Richard III
1- Stand all apart. Cousin of Buckingham—
Duke of Buckingham
2- My gracious sovereign?
King Richard III
3 - 7- Give me thy hand.
- Here he ascendeth the throne. Sound.
- Thus high, by thy advice
- And thy assistance, is King Richard seated;
- But shall we wear these glories for a day?
- Or shall they last, and we rejoice in them?
Duke of Buckingham
8- Still live they, and forever let them last!
King Richard III
9 - 11- Ah, Buckingham, now do I play the touch,
- To try if thou be current gold indeed.
- Young Edward lives: think now what I would speak.
Duke of Buckingham
12- Say on, my loving lord.
King Richard III
13- Why, Buckingham, I say I would be king.
Duke of Buckingham
14- Why, so you are, my thrice-renowned lord.
King Richard III
15- Ha? Am I king? ’Tis so—but Edward lives.
Duke of Buckingham
16- True, noble prince.
King Richard III
17 - 22- O bitter consequence,
- That Edward still should live true noble prince!
- Cousin, thou wast not wont to be so dull.
- Shall I be plain? I wish the bastards dead,
- And I would have it suddenly perform’d.
- What say’st thou now? Speak suddenly, be brief.
Duke of Buckingham
23- Your Grace may do your pleasure.
King Richard III
24 - 25- Tut, tut, thou art all ice, thy kindness freezes.
- Say, have I thy consent that they shall die?
Duke of Buckingham
26 - 28- Give me some little breath, some pause, dear lord,
- Before I positively speak in this.
- I will resolve you herein presently.
- Exit Buckingham.
Catesby
29- Aside to a stander-by.
- The King is angry, see, he gnaws his lip.
King Richard III
30 - 34- I will converse with iron-witted fools
- And unrespective boys; none are for me
- That look into me with considerate eyes.
- High-reaching Buckingham grows circumspect.
- Boy!
Page
35- My lord?
King Richard III
36 - 37- Know’st thou not any whom corrupting gold
- Will tempt unto a close exploit of death?
Page
38 - 41- I know a discontented gentleman
- Whose humble means match not his haughty spirit.
- Gold were as good as twenty orators,
- And will, no doubt, tempt him to any thing.
King Richard III
42- What is his name?
Page
43- His name, my lord, is Tyrrel.
King Richard III
44 - 49- I partly know the man; go call him hither, boy.
- Exit Page.
- The deep-revolving witty Buckingham
- No more shall be the neighbor to my counsels.
- Hath he so long held out with me untir’d,
- And stops he now for breath? Well, be it so.
- Enter Stanley.
- How now, Lord Stanley, what’s the news?
Stanley
50 - 52- Know, my loving lord,
- The Marquess Dorset, as I hear, is fled
- To Richmond, in the parts where he abides.
- Stands apart.
King Richard III
53 - 69- Come hither, Catesby. Rumor it abroad
- That Anne, my wife, is very grievous sick;
- I will take order for her keeping close.
- Inquire me out some mean poor gentleman,
- Whom I will marry straight to Clarence’ daughter;
- The boy is foolish, and I fear not him.
- Look how thou dream’st! I say again, give out
- That Anne, my queen, is sick and like to die.
- About it, for it stands me much upon
- To stop all hopes whose growth may damage me.
- Exit Catesby.
- I must be married to my brother’s daughter,
- Or else my kingdom stands on brittle glass.
- Murder her brothers and then marry her—
- Uncertain way of gain! But I am in
- So far in blood that sin will pluck on sin.
- Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye.
- Enter Page with Sir James Tyrrel.
- Is thy name Tyrrel?
Tyrrel
70- James Tyrrel, and your most obedient subject.
King Richard III
71- Art thou indeed?
Tyrrel
72- Prove me, my gracious lord.
King Richard III
73- Dar’st thou resolve to kill a friend of mine?
Tyrrel
74 - 75- Please you;
- But I had rather kill two enemies.
King Richard III
76 - 79- Why, there thou hast it; two deep enemies,
- Foes to my rest and my sweet sleep’s disturbers,
- Are they that I would have thee deal upon:
- Tyrrel, I mean those bastards in the Tower.
Tyrrel
80 - 81- Let me have open means to come to them,
- And soon I’ll rid you from the fear of them.
King Richard III
82 - 85- Thou sing’st sweet music. Hark, come hither, Tyrrel.
- Go, by this token. Rise, and lend thine ear.
- Whispers.
- There is no more but so; say it is done,
- And I will love thee and prefer thee for it.
Tyrrel
86- I will dispatch it straight.
- Exit.
- Enter Buckingham.
Duke of Buckingham
87 - 88- My lord, I have consider’d in my mind
- The late request that you did sound me in.
King Richard III
89- Well, let that rest. Dorset is fled to Richmond.
Duke of Buckingham
90- I hear the news, my lord.
King Richard III
91- Stanley, he is your wive’s son: well, look unto it.
Duke of Buckingham
92 - 95- My lord, I claim the gift, my due by promise,
- For which your honor and your faith is pawn’d,
- Th’ earldom of Herford, and the moveables,
- Which you have promised I shall possess.
King Richard III
96 - 97- Stanley, look to your wife. If she convey
- Letters to Richmond, you shall answer it.
Duke of Buckingham
98- What says your Highness to my just request?
King Richard III
99 - 102- I do remember me, Henry the Sixth
- Did prophesy that Richmond should be king,
- When Richmond was a little peevish boy.
- A king—perhaps—perhaps—
Duke of Buckingham
103- My lord—
King Richard III
104 - 105- How chance the prophet could not at that time
- Have told me, I being by, that I should kill him?
Duke of Buckingham
106- My lord, your promise for the earldom—
King Richard III
107 - 111- Richmond! When last I was at Exeter,
- The mayor in courtesy show’d me the castle,
- And call’d it Rouge-mount, at which name I started,
- Because a bard of Ireland told me once
- I should not live long after I saw Richmond.
Duke of Buckingham
112- My lord—
King Richard III
113- Ay, what’s a’ clock?
Duke of Buckingham
114 - 115- I am thus bold to put your Grace in mind
- Of what you promis’d me.
King Richard III
116- Well, but what’s a’ clock?
Duke of Buckingham
117- Upon the stroke of ten.
King Richard III
118- Well, let it strike.
Duke of Buckingham
119- Why let it strike?
King Richard III
120 - 122- Because that like a Jack thou keep’st the stroke
- Betwixt thy begging and my meditation.
- I am not in the giving vein today.
Duke of Buckingham
123- May it please you to resolve me in my suit.
King Richard III
124- Thou troubles! Me, I am not in the vein.
- Exit with all but Buckingham.
Duke of Buckingham
125 - 128- And is it thus? Repays he my deep service
- With such contempt? Made I him king for this?
- O, let me think on Hastings, and be gone
- To Brecknock while my fearful head is on!
- Exit.