Where is thy husband now? Where be thy brothers? Having no more but thought of what thou wert, CHARACTER OF KING RICHARD BY HIS MOTHER. Techy and wayward was thy infancy; Thy school-days, frightful, desperate, wild, and furi ous; Thy prime of manhood, daring, bold, and venturous; Thy age confirm'd, proud, subtle, sly, and bloody ACT V. HOPE. True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings, Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings. A FINE EVENING. The weary sun hath made a golden set, And, by the bright tract of his fiery car, Gives token of a goodly day to-morrow. DAY BREAK. The silent hours steal on, And flaky darkness breaks within the east. RICHMOND'S PRAYER. O thou! whose captain I account myself, Look on my forces with a gracious eye; *Touchy, fretful. Put in their hands thy bruising irons of wrath, RICHARD STARTING OUT OF HIS DREAM. Give me another horse,-bind up my wounds,Have mercy, Jesu!-Soft; I did but dream.O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me The light burns blue. It is now dead midnight Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? myself? CONSCIENCE. Conscience is but a word that cowards use, Devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe. RICHARD'S ADDRESS BEFORE THE BATTLE. A thousand hearts are great within my bosom:. Advance our standards, set upon our foes; Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George, Inspire us with the spleen of fiery Dragons! Upon them! Victory sits on our helms. RICHARD'S BEHAVIOUR AFTER AN ALARUM. A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! Cate. Withdraw, my lord, I'll help you to a horse K. Rich. Slave, I have set my life upon a cast. And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think, there be six Richmonds in the field; Five have I slain to-day, instead of him:A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! ཐ་་ KING HENRY VIII. ACT I. TO climb steep hills, ANGER. Requires slow pace at first: Anger is like A full hot-horse; who being allow'd his way, ACTION TO BE CARRIED ON WITH RESOLUTION. If I am traduc'd by tongues, which neither know My faculties, nor person, yet will be The Chronicles of my doing,-let me say, 'Tis but the fate of place, and the rough brake* That virtue must go through. We must not stint Our necessary actions, in the fear To copet malicious censurers; which ever, That is new trimm'd; but benefit no further For our best act. If we shall stand still, New customs, NEW CUSTOMS. Though they be never so ridiculous, Nay, let them be unmanly, yet are follow'd. ACT II. THE DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM'S PRAYER FOR THE KING. Longer than I have time to tell his years! DEPENDENTS NOT TO BE тоо MUCH TRUSTED BY This from a dying man receive as certain: Where you are liberal of your loves, and counsels, Be sure, you be not loose: for those you make friends + Encounter *Thicket of thorns. § Sometime. † Retard. And give your hearts to, when they once perceive A loss of her, A GOOD WIFE. That, like a jewel, has hung twenty years THE BLESSINGS OF A LOW STATION. 'Tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow. QUEEN KATHARINE'S SPEECH TO HER HUSBAND Alas, sir, In what have I offended you? what cause Hath my behaviour given to your displeasure, And take your good grace from me? Heaven witness Yea, subject to your countenance: glad, or sorry, I ever contradicted your desire, Or made it not mine too? Or which of your friends Against your sacred person, in God's name, To the sharpest kind of justice. QUEEN KATHARINE'S SPEECH TO CARDINAL WOLSEY. You sign your place and calling, in full seeming,* KING HENRY'S CHARACTER OF QUEEN KATHARINE. ACT III. QUEEN KATHARINE ON HER OWN MERIT. Have I liv'd thus long-(let me speak myself, Since virtue finds no friends,)—a wife, a true one? A woman (I dare say without vain glory,) Never yet branded with suspicion?" Have I with all my full affections Still met the king? lov'd him next heav'n? obey'd him? * Appearance. † Speak out thy merits. Served him with superstitious attention. |