6 PERSONS REPRESENTED. KING EDWARD THE FOURTH. EDWARD, prince of Wales, afterwards King Edward V. RICHARD, duke of York, GEORGE, duke of Clarence, RICHARD, duke of Gloster, afterwards King Richard III. A young Son of Clarence. HENRY, earl of Richmond, afterwards King Henry VII. THOMAS ROTHERAM, archbishop of York. JOHN MORTON, bishop of Ely. DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM. DUKE OF NORFOLK. EARL OF SURREY, his son. EARL OF OXFORD. LORD HASTINGS. LORD STANLEY. LORD SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN, SIR RICHARD RATCLIFF. ELIZABETH, queen of King Edward IV. MARGARET, widow of King Henry VI. DUCHESS OF YORK, mother to King Edward IV. Clarence, and Gloster. LADY ANNE, widow of Edward prince of Wales, son to King Henry VI.; afterwards married to the duke of Gloster. A young DAUGHTER of Clarence. Lords, and other Attendants; two Gentlemen, a Pursuivant, Scrivener, Citizens, Murderers, Messengers, Ghosts, Soldiers, &c. SCENE, England. Glos. Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York; In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; And now,-instead of mounting barbed steeds, 1 Dances. 2 Steeds caparisoned in a warlike manner. He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber, To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I,-that am not shaped for sportive tricks, I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty, That dogs bark at me as I halt by them ;— This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up, ''i. e. Nature that puts together things of a dissimilar kind, as a brave soul and a deformed body.'-Warburton. 2 Preparations for mischief. About a prophecy, which says, that G Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be. Dive, thoughts, down to my soul! here Clarence comes. Enter CLARENCE guarded, and BRAKENBURY. Brother, good day. What means this armed guard, That waits upon your grace? Cla. His majesty, Tendering my person's safety, hath appointed This conduct to convey me to the Tower. Glos. Upon what cause? Cla. Because my name is-George. Glos. Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours; He should, for that, commit your godfathers. O, belike, his majesty hath some intent, That you shall be new christen'd in the Tower. He hearkens after prophecies and dreams, Glos. Why, this it is, when men are ruled by women. 'Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower; Was it not she, and that good man of worship, That made him send lord Hastings to the Tower, Cla. By heaven, I think, there is no man secure, The jealous o'erworn widow, and herself,1 Bra. I beseech your graces both to pardon me; Glos. Even so? an please your worship, Brakenbury, You may partake of any thing we say : 1 The queen and mistress Shore. |