Original text | Modern text | Key line |
No Boy. | No, boy. | R3 II.ii.2 |
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My pretty Cosins, you mistake me both, | My pretty cousins, you mistake me both. | R3 II.ii.8 |
I do lament the sicknesse of the King, | I do lament the sickness of the King, | R3 II.ii.9 |
As loath to lose him, not your Fathers death: | As loath to lose him, not your father's death; | R3 II.ii.10 |
It were lost sorrow to waile one that's lost. | It were lost sorrow to wail one that's lost. | R3 II.ii.11 |
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Peace children peace, the King doth loue you wel. | Peace, children, peace! The King doth love you well. | R3 II.ii.17 |
Incapeable, and shallow Innocents, | Incapable and shallow innocents, | R3 II.ii.18 |
You cannot guesse who caus'd your Fathers death. | You cannot guess who caused your father's death. | R3 II.ii.19 |
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Ah! that Deceit should steale such gentle shape, | Ah, that deceit should steal such gentle shape | R3 II.ii.27 |
And with a vertuous Vizor hide deepe vice. | And with a virtuous visor hide deep vice! | R3 II.ii.28 |
He is my sonne, I, and therein my shame, | He is my son – yea, and therein my shame; | R3 II.ii.29 |
Yet from my dugges, he drew not this deceit. | Yet from my dugs he drew not this deceit. | R3 II.ii.30 |
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I Boy. | Ay, boy. | R3 II.ii.32 |
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What meanes this Scene of rude impatience? | What means this scene of rude impatience? | R3 II.ii.38 |
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Ah so much interest haue in thy sorrow, | Ah, so much interest have I in thy sorrow | R3 II.ii.47 |
As I had Title in thy Noble Husband: | As I had title in thy noble husband. | R3 II.ii.48 |
I haue bewept a worthy Husbands death, | I have bewept a worthy husband's death, | R3 II.ii.49 |
And liu'd with looking on his Images: | And lived with looking on his images; | R3 II.ii.50 |
But now two Mirrors of his Princely semblance, | But now two mirrors of his princely semblance | R3 II.ii.51 |
Are crack'd in pieces, by malignant death, | Are cracked in pieces by malignant death, | R3 II.ii.52 |
And I for comfort, haue but one false Glasse, | And I for comfort have but one false glass | R3 II.ii.53 |
That greeues me, when I see my shame in him. | That grieves me when I see my shame in him. | R3 II.ii.54 |
Thou art a Widdow: yet thou art a Mother, | Thou art a widow; yet thou art a mother, | R3 II.ii.55 |
And hast the comfort of thy Children left, | And hast the comfort of thy children left; | R3 II.ii.56 |
But death hath snatch'd my Husband from mine Armes, | But death hath snatched my husband from mine arms | R3 II.ii.57 |
And pluckt two Crutches from my feeble hands, | And plucked two crutches from my feeble hands, | R3 II.ii.58 |
Clarence, and Edward. O, what cause haue I, | Clarence and Edward. O, what cause have I, | R3 II.ii.59 |
(Thine being but a moity of my moane) | Thine being but a moiety of my moan, | R3 II.ii.60 |
To ouer-go thy woes, and drowne thy cries. | To overgo thy woes and drown thy cries! | R3 II.ii.61 |
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Alas for both, both mine Edward and Clarence. | Alas for both, both mine, Edward and Clarence! | R3 II.ii.73 |
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What stayes had I, but they? and they are gone. | What stays had I but they? And they are gone. | R3 II.ii.76 |
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Was neuer Mother had so deere a losse. | Was never mother had so dear a loss. | R3 II.ii.79 |
Alas! I am the Mother of these Greefes, | Alas! I am the mother of these griefs; | R3 II.ii.80 |
Their woes are parcell'd, mine is generall. | Their woes are parcelled, mine is general. | R3 II.ii.81 |
She for an Edward weepes, and so do I: | She for an Edward weeps, and so do I; | R3 II.ii.82 |
I for a Clarence weepes, so doth not shee: | I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she; | R3 II.ii.83 |
These Babes for Clarence weepe, so do not they. | These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I; | R3 II.ii.84 |
| I for an Edward weep, so do not they. | R3 II.ii.85 |
Alas! you three, on me threefold distrest: | Alas, you three on me, threefold distressed, | R3 II.ii.86 |
Power all your teares, I am your sorrowes Nurse, | Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse, | R3 II.ii.87 |
And I will pamper it with Lamentation. | And I will pamper it with lamentation. | R3 II.ii.88 |
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God blesse thee, and put meeknes in thy breast, | God bless thee, and put meekness in thy breast, | R3 II.ii.107 |
Loue Charity, Obedience, and true Dutie. | Love, charity, obedience, and true duty! | R3 II.ii.108 |
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| QUEEN ELIZABETH and DUCHESS OF YORK | |
| With all our hearts. | R3 II.ii.145 |
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I long with all my heart to see the Prince: | I long with all my heart to see the Prince. | R3 II.iv.4 |
I hope he is much growne since last I saw him. | I hope he is much grown since last I saw him. | R3 II.iv.5 |
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Why my good Cosin, it is good to grow. | Why, my young cousin? It is good to grow. | R3 II.iv.9 |
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Good faith, good faith, the saying did not hold | Good faith, good faith, the saying did not hold | R3 II.iv.16 |
In him that did obiect the same to thee. | In him that did object the same to thee. | R3 II.iv.17 |
He was the wretched'st thing when he was yong, | He was the wretched'st thing when he was young, | R3 II.iv.18 |
So long a growing, and so leysurely, | So long a-growing and so leisurely | R3 II.iv.19 |
That if his rule were true, he should be gracious. | That, if his rule were true, he should be gracious. | R3 II.iv.20 |
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I hope he is, but yet let Mothers doubt. | I hope he is; but yet let mothers doubt. | R3 II.iv.22 |
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How my yong Yorke, / I prythee let me heare it. | How, my young York? I pray thee let me hear it. | R3 II.iv.26 |
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I prythee pretty Yorke, who told thee this? | I pray thee, pretty York, who told thee this? | R3 II.iv.31 |
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His Nurse? why she was dead, ere yu wast borne. | His nurse? Why, she was dead ere thou wast born. | R3 II.iv.33 |
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Good Madam, be not angry with the Childe. | Good madam, be not angry with the child. | R3 II.iv.36 |
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What is thy Newes? | What is thy news? | R3 II.iv.41 |
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Who hath committed them? | Who hath committed them? | R3 II.iv.44.1 |
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Accursed, and vnquiet wrangling dayes, | Accursed and unquiet wrangling days, | R3 II.iv.55 |
How many of you haue mine eyes beheld? | How many of you have mine eyes beheld! | R3 II.iv.56 |
My Husband lost his life, to get the Crowne, | My husband lost his life to get the crown, | R3 II.iv.57 |
And often vp and downe my sonnes were tost | And often up and down my sons were tossed | R3 II.iv.58 |
For me to ioy, and weepe, their gaine and losse. | For me to joy and weep their gain and loss; | R3 II.iv.59 |
And being seated, and Domesticke broyles | And being seated, and domestic broils | R3 II.iv.60 |
Cleane ouer-blowne, themselues the Conquerors, | Clean overblown, themselves the conquerors | R3 II.iv.61 |
Make warre vpon themselues, Brother to Brother; | Make war upon themselves, brother to brother, | R3 II.iv.62 |
Blood to blood, selfe against selfe: O prepostorous | Blood to blood, self against self. O preposterous | R3 II.iv.63 |
And franticke outrage, end thy damned spleene, | And frantic outrage, end thy damned spleen, | R3 II.iv.64 |
Or let me dye, to looke on earth no more. | Or let me die, to look on death no more! | R3 II.iv.65 |
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Stay, I will go with you. | Stay, I will go along with you. | R3 II.iv.67.2 |
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Who meetes vs heere? / My Neece Plantagenet, | Who meets us here? My niece Plantagenet, | R3 IV.i.1 |
Led in the hand of her kind Aunt of Gloster? | Led in the hand of her kind aunt of Gloucester? | R3 IV.i.2 |
Now, for my Life, shee's wandring to the Tower, | Now, for my life, she's wandering to the Tower | R3 IV.i.3 |
On pure hearts loue, to greet the tender Prince. | On pure heart's love, to greet the tender Prince. | R3 IV.i.4 |
Daughter, well met. | Daughter, well met. | R3 IV.i.5.1 |
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I am their Fathers Mother, I will see them. | I am their father's mother; I will see them. | R3 IV.i.22 |
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O ill dispersing Winde of Miserie. | O ill-dispersing wind of misery! | R3 IV.i.52 |
O my accursed Wombe, the Bed of Death: | O my accursed womb, the bed of death! | R3 IV.i.53 |
A Cockatrice hast thou hatcht to the World, | A cockatrice hast thou hatched to the world, | R3 IV.i.54 |
Whose vnauoided Eye is murtherous. | Whose unavoided eye is murderous. | R3 IV.i.55 |
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Go thou to Richmond, & good fortune guide thee, | Go thou to Richmond, and good fortune guide thee! | R3 IV.i.91 |
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Go thou to Richard, and good Angels tend thee, | Go thou to Richard, and good angels tend thee! | R3 IV.i.92 |
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Go thou to Sanctuarie, and good thoughts possesse thee, | Go thou to sanctuary, and good thoughts possess thee! | R3 IV.i.93 |
I to my Graue, where peace and rest lye with mee. | I to my grave, where peace and rest lie with me! | R3 IV.i.94 |
Eightie odde yeeres of sorrow haue I seene, | Eighty odd years of sorrow have I seen, | R3 IV.i.95 |
And each howres ioy wrackt with a weeke of teene. | And each hour's joy wracked with a week of teen. | R3 IV.i.96 |
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So many miseries haue craz'd my voyce, | So many miseries have crazed my voice | R3 IV.iv.17 |
That my woe-wearied tongue is still and mute. | That my woe-wearied tongue is still and mute. | R3 IV.iv.18 |
Edward Plantagenet, why art thou dead? | Edward Plantagenet, why art thou dead? | R3 IV.iv.19 |
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Dead life, blind sight, poore mortall liuing ghost, | Dead life, blind sight, poor mortal-living ghost, | R3 IV.iv.26 |
Woes Scene, Worlds shame, Graues due, by life vsurpt, | Woe's scene, world's shame, grave's due by life usurped, | R3 IV.iv.27 |
Breefe abstract and record of tedious dayes, | Brief abstract and record of tedious days, | R3 IV.iv.28 |
Rest thy vnrest on Englands lawfull earth, | Rest thy unrest on England's lawful earth, | R3 IV.iv.29 |
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Vnlawfully made drunke with innocent blood. | Unlawfully made drunk with innocents' blood! | R3 IV.iv.30 |
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I had a Richard too, and thou did'st kill him; | I had a Richard too, and thou didst kill him; | R3 IV.iv.44 |
I had a Rutland too, thou hop'st to kill him. | I had a Rutland too, thou holp'st to kill him. | R3 IV.iv.45 |
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Oh Harries wife, triumph not in my woes: | O Harry's wife, triumph not in my woes! | R3 IV.iv.59 |
God witnesse with me, I haue wept for thine. | God witness with me I have wept for thine. | R3 IV.iv.60 |
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Why should calamity be full of words? | Why should calamity be full of words? | R3 IV.iv.126 |
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If so then, be not Tongue-ty'd: go with me, | If so, then be not tongue-tied: go with me, | R3 IV.iv.132 |
And in the breath of bitter words, let's smother | And in the breath of bitter words let's smother | R3 IV.iv.133 |
My damned Son, that thy two sweet Sonnes smother'd. | My damned son that thy two sweet sons smothered. | R3 IV.iv.134 |
The Trumpet sounds, be copious in exclaimes. | The trumpet sounds. Be copious in exclaims. | R3 IV.iv.135 |
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O she, that might haue intercepted thee | O, she that might have intercepted thee, | R3 IV.iv.137 |
By strangling thee in her aceursed wombe, | By strangling thee in her accursed womb, | R3 IV.iv.138 |
From all the slaughters (Wretch) that thou hast done. | From all the slaughters, wretch, that thou hast done! | R3 IV.iv.139 |
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Thou Toad, thou Toade, / Where is thy Brother Clarence? | Thou toad, thou toad, where is thy brother Clarence? | R3 IV.iv.145 |
And little Ned Plantagenet his Sonne? | And little Ned Plantagenet, his son? | R3 IV.iv.146 |
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Where is kinde Hastings? | Where is kind Hastings? | R3 IV.iv.148 |
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Art thou my Sonne? | Art thou my son? | R3 IV.iv.155 |
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Then patiently heare my impatience. | Then patiently hear my impatience. | R3 IV.iv.157 |
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O let me speake. | O, let me speak! | R3 IV.iv.160.1 |
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I will be milde, and gentle in my words. | I will be mild and gentle in my words. | R3 IV.iv.161 |
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Art thou so hasty? I haue staid for thee | Art thou so hasty? I have stayed for thee, | R3 IV.iv.163 |
(God knowes) in torment and in agony. | God knows, in torment and in agony. | R3 IV.iv.164 |
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No by the holy Rood, thou know'st it well, | No, by the Holy Rood, thou know'st it well, | R3 IV.iv.166 |
Thou cam'st on earth, to make the earth my Hell. | Thou cam'st on earth to make the earth my hell. | R3 IV.iv.167 |
A greeuous burthen was thy Birth to me, | A grievous burden was thy birth to me; | R3 IV.iv.168 |
Tetchy and wayward was thy Infancie. | Tetchy and wayward was thy infancy; | R3 IV.iv.169 |
Thy School-daies frightfull, desp'rate, wilde, and furious, | Thy schooldays frightful, desperate, wild, and furious; | R3 IV.iv.170 |
Thy prime of Manhood, daring, bold, and venturous: | Thy prime of manhood daring, bold, and venturous; | R3 IV.iv.171 |
Thy Age confirm'd, proud, subtle, slye, and bloody, | Thy age confirmed, proud, subtle, sly, and bloody, | R3 IV.iv.172 |
More milde, but yet more harmfull; Kinde in hatred: | More mild, but yet more harmful – kind in hatred. | R3 IV.iv.173 |
What comfortable houre canst thou name, | What comfortable hour canst thou name | R3 IV.iv.174 |
That euer grac'd me with thy company? | That ever graced me with thy company? | R3 IV.iv.175 |
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I prythee heare me speake. | I prithee hear me speak. | R3 IV.iv.180.2 |
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Heare me a word: | Hear me a word, | R3 IV.iv.181.2 |
For I shall neuer speake to thee againe. | For I shall never speak to thee again. | R3 IV.iv.182 |
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Either thou wilt dye, by Gods iust ordinance | Either thou wilt die by God's just ordinance | R3 IV.iv.184 |
Ere from this warre thou turne a Conqueror: | Ere from this war thou turn a conqueror, | R3 IV.iv.185 |
Or I with greefe and extreame Age shall perish, | Or I with grief and extreme age shall perish | R3 IV.iv.186 |
And neuer more behold thy face againe. | And never more behold thy face again. | R3 IV.iv.187 |
Therefore take with thee my most greeuous Curse, | Therefore take with thee my most grievous curse, | R3 IV.iv.188 |
Which in the day of Battell tyre thee more | Which in the day of battle tire thee more | R3 IV.iv.189 |
Then all the compleat Armour that thou wear'st. | Than all the complete armour that thou wearest! | R3 IV.iv.190 |
My Prayers on the aduerse party fight, | My prayers on the adverse party fight, | R3 IV.iv.191 |
And there the little soules of Edwards Children, | And there the little souls of Edward's children | R3 IV.iv.192 |
Whisper the Spirits of thine Enemies, | Whisper the spirits of thine enemies | R3 IV.iv.193 |
And promise them Successe and Victory: | And promise them success and victory! | R3 IV.iv.194 |
Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end: | Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end; | R3 IV.iv.195 |
Shame serues thy life, and doth thy death attend. | Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend. | R3 IV.iv.196 |