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And lesned be that small, God I beseech him, | And lessened be that small, God I beseech Him! | R3 I.iii.110 |
Thy honor, state, and seate, is due to me. | Thy honour, state, and seat is due to me. | R3 I.iii.111 |
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Out Diuell, / I do remember them too well: | Out, devil! I do remember them too well. | R3 I.iii.117 |
Thou killd'st my Husband Henrie in the Tower, | Thou kill'dst my husband Henry in the Tower, | R3 I.iii.118 |
And Edward my poore Son, at Tewkesburie. | And Edward, my poor son, at Tewkesbury. | R3 I.iii.119 |
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I and much better blood / Then his, or thine. | Yea, and much better blood than his or thine. | R3 I.iii.125 |
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A murth'rous Villaine, and so still thou art. | A murderous villain, and so still thou art. | R3 I.iii.133 |
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Which God reuenge. | Which God revenge! | R3 I.iii.136 |
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High thee to Hell for shame, & leaue this World | Hie thee to hell for shame, and leave this world, | R3 I.iii.142 |
Thou Cacodemon, there thy Kingdome is. | Thou cacodemon! There thy kingdom is. | R3 I.iii.143 |
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A little ioy enioyes the Queene thereof, | As little joy enjoys the Queen thereof; | R3 I.iii.154 |
For I am shee, and altogether ioylesse: | For I am she, and altogether joyless. | R3 I.iii.155 |
I can no longer hold me patient. | I can no longer hold me patient. | R3 I.iii.156 |
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Heare me, you wrangling Pyrates, that fall out, | Hear me, you wrangling pirates, that fall out | R3 I.iii.157 |
In sharing that which you haue pill'd from me: | In sharing that which you have pilled from me! | R3 I.iii.158 |
Which off you trembles not, that lookes on me? | Which of you trembles not that looks on me? | R3 I.iii.159 |
If not, that I am Queene, you bow like Subiects; | If not, that I am Queen, you bow like subjects, | R3 I.iii.160 |
Yet that by you depos'd, you quake like Rebells. | Yet that, by you deposed, you quake like rebels? | R3 I.iii.161 |
Ah gentle Villaine, doe not turne away. | Ah, gentle villain, do not turn away! | R3 I.iii.162 |
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But repetition of what thou hast marr'd, | But repetition of what thou hast marred, | R3 I.iii.164 |
That will I make, before I let thee goe. | That will I make before I let thee go. | R3 I.iii.165 |
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I was: but I doe find more paine in banishment, | I was; but I do find more pain in banishment | R3 I.iii.167 |
Then death can yeeld me here, by my abode. | Than death can yield me here by my abode. | R3 I.iii.168 |
A Husband and a Sonne thou ow'st to me, | A husband and a son thou ow'st to me – | R3 I.iii.169 |
And thou a Kingdome; all of you, allegeance: | And thou a kingdom – all of you allegiance. | R3 I.iii.170 |
This Sorrow that I haue, by right is yours, | This sorrow that I have, by right is yours, | R3 I.iii.171 |
And all the Pleasures you vsurpe, are mine. | And all the pleasures you usurp are mine. | R3 I.iii.172 |
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What? were you snarling all before I came, | What! Were you snarling all before I came, | R3 I.iii.187 |
Ready to catch each other by the throat, | Ready to catch each other by the throat, | R3 I.iii.188 |
And turne you all your hatred now on me? | And turn you all your hatred now on me? | R3 I.iii.189 |
Did Yorkes dread Curse preuaile so much with Heauen, | Did York's dread curse prevail so much with heaven | R3 I.iii.190 |
That Henries death, my louely Edwards death, | That Henry's death, my lovely Edward's death, | R3 I.iii.191 |
Their Kingdomes losse, my wofull Banishment, | Their kingdom's loss, my woeful banishment, | R3 I.iii.192 |
Should all but answer for that peeuish Brat? | Should all but answer for that peevish brat? | R3 I.iii.193 |
Can Curses pierce the Clouds, and enter Heauen? | Can curses pierce the clouds and enter heaven? | R3 I.iii.194 |
Why then giue way dull Clouds to my quick Curses. | Why then, give way, dull clouds, to my quick curses! | R3 I.iii.195 |
Though not by Warre, by Surfet dye your King, | Though not by war, by surfeit die your king, | R3 I.iii.196 |
As ours by Murther, to make him a King. | As ours by murder, to make him a king! | R3 I.iii.197 |
Edward thy Sonne, that now is Prince of Wales, | Edward thy son, that now is Prince of Wales, | R3 I.iii.198 |
For Edward our Sonne, that was Prince of Wales, | For Edward our son, that was Prince of Wales, | R3 I.iii.199 |
Dye in his youth, by like vntimely violence. | Die in his youth by like untimely violence! | R3 I.iii.200 |
Thy selfe a Queene, for me that was a Queene, | Thyself a queen, for me that was a queen, | R3 I.iii.201 |
Out-liue thy glory, like my wretched selfe: | Outlive thy glory, like my wretched self! | R3 I.iii.202 |
Long may'st thou liue, to wayle thy Childrens death, | Long mayst thou live to wail thy children's death | R3 I.iii.203 |
And see another, as I see thee now, | And see another, as I see thee now, | R3 I.iii.204 |
Deck'd in thy Rights, as thou art stall'd in mine. | Decked in thy rights as thou art stalled in mine! | R3 I.iii.205 |
Long dye thy happie dayes, before thy death, | Long die thy happy days before thy death, | R3 I.iii.206 |
And after many length'ned howres of griefe, | And after many lengthened hours of grief, | R3 I.iii.207 |
Dye neyther Mother, Wife, nor Englands Queene. | Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen! | R3 I.iii.208 |
Riuers and Dorset, you were standers by, | Rivers and Dorset, you were standers-by, | R3 I.iii.209 |
And so wast thou, Lord Hastings, when my Sonne | And so wast thou, Lord Hastings, when my son | R3 I.iii.210 |
Was stab'd with bloody Daggers: God, I pray him, | Was stabbed with bloody daggers. God, I pray Him, | R3 I.iii.211 |
That none of you may liue his naturall age, | That none of you may live his natural age, | R3 I.iii.212 |
But by some vnlook'd accident cut off. | But by some unlooked accident cut off! | R3 I.iii.213 |
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And leaue out thee? stay Dog, for yu shalt heare me. | And leave out thee? Stay, dog, for thou shalt hear me. | R3 I.iii.215 |
If Heauen haue any grieuous plague in store, | If heaven have any grievous plague in store | R3 I.iii.216 |
Exceeding those that I can wish vpon thee, | Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee, | R3 I.iii.217 |
O let them keepe it, till thy sinnes be ripe, | O let them keep it till thy sins be ripe, | R3 I.iii.218 |
And then hurle downe their indignation | And then hurl down their indignation | R3 I.iii.219 |
On thee, the troubler of the poore Worlds peace. | On thee, the troubler of the poor world's peace! | R3 I.iii.220 |
The Worme of Conscience still begnaw thy Soule, | The worm of conscience still begnaw thy soul! | R3 I.iii.221 |
Thy Friends suspect for Traytors while thou liu'st, | Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou liv'st, | R3 I.iii.222 |
And take deepe Traytors for thy dearest Friends: | And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends! | R3 I.iii.223 |
No sleepe close vp that deadly Eye of thine, | No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine, | R3 I.iii.224 |
Vnlesse it be while some tormenting Dreame | Unless it be while some tormenting dream | R3 I.iii.225 |
Affrights thee with a Hell of ougly Deuills. | Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils! | R3 I.iii.226 |
Thou eluish mark'd, abortiue rooting Hogge, | Thou elvish-marked, abortive, rooting hog! | R3 I.iii.227 |
Thou that wast seal'd in thy Natiuitie | Thou that wast sealed in thy nativity | R3 I.iii.228 |
The slaue of Nature, and the Sonne of Hell: | The slave of nature and the son of hell! | R3 I.iii.229 |
Thou slander of thy heauie Mothers Wombe, | Thou slander of thy heavy mother's womb! | R3 I.iii.230 |
Thou loathed Issue of thy Fathers Loynes, | Thou loathed issue of thy father's loins! | R3 I.iii.231 |
Thou Ragge of Honor, thou detested--- | Thou rag of honour! Thou detested – | R3 I.iii.232 |
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Richard. | Richard! | R3 I.iii.233.2 |
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I call thee not. | I call thee not. | R3 I.iii.233.4 |
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Why so I did, but look'd for no reply. | Why, so I did, but looked for no reply. | R3 I.iii.236 |
Oh let me make the Period to my Curse. | O, let me make the period to my curse! | R3 I.iii.237 |
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Poore painted Queen, vain flourish of my fortune, | Poor painted queen, vain flourish of my fortune! | R3 I.iii.240 |
Why strew'st thou Sugar on that Bottel'd Spider, | Why strew'st thou sugar on that bottled spider | R3 I.iii.241 |
Whose deadly Web ensnareth thee about? | Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about? | R3 I.iii.242 |
Foole, foole, thou whet'st a Knife to kill thy selfe: | Fool, fool! Thou whet'st a knife to kill thyself. | R3 I.iii.243 |
The day will come, that thou shalt wish for me, | The time will come that thou shalt wish for me | R3 I.iii.244 |
To helpe thee curse this poysonous Bunch-backt Toade. | To help thee curse that poisonous bunch-backed toad. | R3 I.iii.245 |
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Foule shame vpon you, you haue all mou'd mine. | Foul shame upon you! You have all moved mine. | R3 I.iii.248 |
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To serue me well, you all should do me duty, | To serve me well, you all should do me duty, | R3 I.iii.250 |
Teach me to be your Queene, and you my Subiects: | Teach me to be your queen, and you my subjects. | R3 I.iii.251 |
O serue me well, and teach your selues that duty. | O, serve me well, and teach yourselves that duty! | R3 I.iii.252 |
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Peace Master Marquesse, you are malapert, | Peace, master Marquess, you are malapert. | R3 I.iii.254 |
Your fire-new stampe of Honor is scarce currant. | Your fire-new stamp of honour is scarce current. | R3 I.iii.255 |
O that your yong Nobility could iudge | O, that your young nobility could judge | R3 I.iii.256 |
What 'twere to lose it, and be miserable. | What 'twere to lose it and be miserable! | R3 I.iii.257 |
They that stand high, haue many blasts to shake them, | They that stand high have many blasts to shake them, | R3 I.iii.258 |
And if they fall, they dash themselues to peeces. | And if they fall, they dash themselves to pieces. | R3 I.iii.259 |
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And turnes the Sun to shade: alas, alas, | And turns the sun to shade – alas! alas! | R3 I.iii.265 |
Witnesse my Sonne, now in the shade of death, | Witness my son, now in the shade of death, | R3 I.iii.266 |
Whose bright out-shining beames, thy cloudy wrath | Whose bright outshining beams thy cloudy wrath | R3 I.iii.267 |
Hath in eternall darknesse folded vp. | Hath in eternal darkness folded up. | R3 I.iii.268 |
Your ayery buildeth in our ayeries Nest: | Your aery buildeth in our aery's nest. | R3 I.iii.269 |
O God that seest it, do not suffer it, | O God, that seest it, do not suffer it! | R3 I.iii.270 |
As it is wonne with blood, lost be it so. | As it was won with blood, lost be it so! | R3 I.iii.271 |
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Vrge neither charity, nor shame to me: | Urge neither charity nor shame to me. | R3 I.iii.273 |
Vncharitably with me haue you dealt, | Uncharitably with me have you dealt, | R3 I.iii.274 |
And shamefully my hopes (by you) are butcher'd. | And shamefully my hopes by you are butchered. | R3 I.iii.275 |
My Charity is outrage, Life my shame, | My charity is outrage, life my shame, | R3 I.iii.276 |
And in that shame, still liue my sorrowes rage. | And in that shame still live my sorrow's rage! | R3 I.iii.277 |
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O Princely Buckingham, Ile kisse thy hand, | O princely Buckingham, I'll kiss thy hand | R3 I.iii.279 |
In signe of League and amity with thee: | In sign of league and amity with thee. | R3 I.iii.280 |
Now faire befall thee, and thy Noble house: | Now fair befall thee and thy noble house! | R3 I.iii.281 |
Thy Garments are not spotted with our blood: | Thy garments are not spotted with our blood, | R3 I.iii.282 |
Nor thou within the compasse of my curse. | Nor thou within the compass of my curse. | R3 I.iii.283 |
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I will not thinke but they ascend the sky, | I'll not think but they ascend the sky | R3 I.iii.286 |
And there awake Gods gentle sleeping peace. | And there awake God's gentle-sleeping peace. | R3 I.iii.287 |
O Buckingham, take heede of yonder dogge: | O Buckingham, take heed of yonder dog! | R3 I.iii.288 |
Looke when he fawnes, he bites; and when he bites, | Look when he fawns he bites; and when he bites | R3 I.iii.289 |
His venom tooth will rankle to the death. | His venom tooth will rankle to the death. | R3 I.iii.290 |
Haue not to do with him, beware of him, | Have not to do with him, beware of him. | R3 I.iii.291 |
Sinne, death, and hell haue set their markes on him, | Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him, | R3 I.iii.292 |
And all their Ministers attend on him. | And all their ministers attend on him. | R3 I.iii.293 |
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What dost thou scorne me / For my gentle counsell? | What, dost thou scorn me for my gentle counsel? | R3 I.iii.296 |
And sooth the diuell that I warne thee from. | And soothe the devil that I warn thee from? | R3 I.iii.297 |
O but remember this another day: | O, but remember this another day, | R3 I.iii.298 |
When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow: | When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow, | R3 I.iii.299 |
And say (poore Margaret) was a Prophetesse: | And say poor Margaret was a prophetess! | R3 I.iii.300 |
Liue each of you the subiects to his hate, | Live each of you the subjects to his hate, | R3 I.iii.301 |
And he to yours, and all of you to Gods. | And he to yours, and all of you to God's! | R3 I.iii.302 |
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So now prosperity begins to mellow, | So now prosperity begins to mellow | R3 IV.iv.1 |
And drop into the rotten mouth of death: | And drop into the rotten mouth of death. | R3 IV.iv.2 |
Heere in these Confines slily haue I lurkt, | Here in these confines slily have I lurked, | R3 IV.iv.3 |
To watch the waining of mine enemies. | To watch the waning of mine enemies. | R3 IV.iv.4 |
A dire induction, am I witnesse to, | A dire induction am I witness to, | R3 IV.iv.5 |
And will to France, hoping the consequence | And will to France, hoping the consequence | R3 IV.iv.6 |
Will proue as bitter, blacke, and Tragicall. | Will prove as bitter, black, and tragical. | R3 IV.iv.7 |
Withdraw thee wretched Margaret, who comes heere? | Withdraw thee, wretched Margaret! Who comes here? | R3 IV.iv.8 |
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Houer about her, say that right for right | Hover about her. Say that right for right | R3 IV.iv.15 |
Hath dim'd your Infant morne, to Aged night. | Hath dimmed your infant morn to aged night. | R3 IV.iv.16 |
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Plantagenet doth quit Plantagenet, | Plantagenet doth quit Plantagenet; | R3 IV.iv.20 |
Edward for Edward, payes a dying debt. | Edward for Edward pays a dying debt. | R3 IV.iv.21 |
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When holy Harry dyed, and my sweet Sonne. | When holy Harry died, and my sweet son. | R3 IV.iv.25 |
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If ancient sorrow be most reuerent, | If ancient sorrow be most reverend, | R3 IV.iv.35 |
Giue mine the benefit of signeurie, | Give mine the benefit of seniory | R3 IV.iv.36 |
And let my greefes frowne on the vpper hand | And let my griefs frown on the upper hand. | R3 IV.iv.37 |
If sorrow can admit Society. | If sorrow can admit society, | R3 IV.iv.38 |
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| Tell over your woes again by viewing mine. | R3 IV.iv.39 |
I had an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him: | I had an Edward, till a Richard killed him; | R3 IV.iv.40 |
I had a Husband, till a Richard kill'd him: | I had a Harry, till a Richard killed him: | R3 IV.iv.41 |
Thou had'st an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him: | Thou hadst an Edward, till a Richard killed him; | R3 IV.iv.42 |
Thou had'st a Richard, till a Richard kill'd him. | Thou hadst a Richard, till a Richard killed him. | R3 IV.iv.43 |
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Thou had'st a Clarence too, / And Richard kill'd him. | Thou hadst a Clarence too, and Richard killed him. | R3 IV.iv.46 |
From forth the kennell of thy wombe hath crept | From forth the kennel of thy womb hath crept | R3 IV.iv.47 |
A Hell-hound that doth hunt vs all to death: | A hellhound that doth hunt us all to death. | R3 IV.iv.48 |
That Dogge, that had his teeth before his eyes, | That dog, that had his teeth before his eyes, | R3 IV.iv.49 |
To worry Lambes, and lap their gentle blood: | To worry lambs and lap their gentle blood, | R3 IV.iv.50 |
That foule defacer of Gods handy worke: | That foul defacer of God's handiwork | R3 IV.iv.51 |
That reignes in gauled eyes of weeping soules: | That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls, | R3 IV.iv.52 |
That excellent grand Tyrant of the earth, | That excellent grand tyrant of the earth | R3 IV.iv.53 |
Thy wombe let loose to chase vs to our graues. | Thy womb let loose to chase us to our graves. | R3 IV.iv.54 |
O vpright, iust, and true-disposing God, | O upright, just, and true-disposing God, | R3 IV.iv.55 |
How do I thanke thee, that this carnall Curre | How do I thank Thee that this carnal cur | R3 IV.iv.56 |
Prayes on the issue of his Mothers body, | Preys on the issue of his mother's body | R3 IV.iv.57 |
And makes her Pue-fellow with others mone. | And makes her pew-fellow with others' moan! | R3 IV.iv.58 |
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Beare with me: I am hungry for reuenge, | Bear with me! I am hungry for revenge, | R3 IV.iv.61 |
And now I cloy me with beholding it. | And now I cloy me with beholding it. | R3 IV.iv.62 |
Thy Edward he is dead, that kill'd my Edward, | Thy Edward he is dead, that killed my Edward; | R3 IV.iv.63 |
The other Edward dead, to quit my Edward: | Thy other Edward dead, to quit my Edward; | R3 IV.iv.64 |
Yong Yorke, he is but boote, because both they | Young York he is but boot, because both they | R3 IV.iv.65 |
Matcht not the high perfection of my losse. | Matched not the high perfection of my loss. | R3 IV.iv.66 |
Thy Clarence he is dead, that stab'd my Edward, | Thy Clarence he is dead that stabbed my Edward, | R3 IV.iv.67 |
And the beholders of this franticke play, | And the beholders of this frantic play, | R3 IV.iv.68 |
Th'adulterate Hastings, Riuers, Vaughan, Gray, | Th' adulterate Hastings, Rivers, Vaughan, Grey, | R3 IV.iv.69 |
Vntimely smother'd in their dusky Graues. | Untimely smothered in their dusky graves. | R3 IV.iv.70 |
Richard yet liues, Hels blacke Intelligencer, | Richard yet lives, hell's black intelligencer; | R3 IV.iv.71 |
Onely reseru'd their Factor, to buy soules, | Only reserved their factor to buy souls | R3 IV.iv.72 |
And send them thither: But at hand, at hand | And send them thither. But at hand, at hand, | R3 IV.iv.73 |
Insues his pittious and vnpittied end. | Ensues his piteous and unpitied end. | R3 IV.iv.74 |
Earth gapes, Hell burnes, Fiends roare, Saints pray, | Earth gapes, hell burns, fiends roar, saints pray, | R3 IV.iv.75 |
To haue him sodainly conuey'd from hence: | To have him suddenly conveyed from hence. | R3 IV.iv.76 |
Cancell his bond of life, deere God I pray, | Cancel his bond of life, dear God, I pray, | R3 IV.iv.77 |
That I may liue and say, The Dogge is dead. | That I may live and say, ‘ The dog is dead.’ | R3 IV.iv.78 |
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I call'd thee then, vaine flourish of my fortune: | I called thee then vain flourish of my fortune; | R3 IV.iv.82 |
I call'd thee then, poore Shadow, painted Queen, | I called thee then poor shadow, painted queen, | R3 IV.iv.83 |
The presentation of but what I was; | The presentation of but what I was, | R3 IV.iv.84 |
The flattering Index of a direfull Pageant; | The flattering index of a direful pageant, | R3 IV.iv.85 |
One heau'd a high, to be hurl'd downe below: | One heaved a-high to be hurled down below, | R3 IV.iv.86 |
A Mother onely mockt with two faire Babes; | A mother only mocked with two fair babes, | R3 IV.iv.87 |
A dreame of what thou wast, a garish Flagge | A dream of what thou wast, a garish flag | R3 IV.iv.88 |
To be the ayme of euery dangerous Shot; | To be the aim of every dangerous shot; | R3 IV.iv.89 |
A signe of Dignity, a Breath, a Bubble; | A sign of dignity, a breath, a bubble, | R3 IV.iv.90 |
A Queene in ieast, onely to fill the Scene. | A queen in jest, only to fill the scene. | R3 IV.iv.91 |
Where is thy Husband now? Where be thy Brothers? | Where is thy husband now? Where be thy brothers? | R3 IV.iv.92 |
Where be thy two Sonnes? Wherein dost thou Ioy? | Where are thy two sons? Wherein dost thou joy? | R3 IV.iv.93 |
Who sues, and kneeles, and sayes, God saue the Queene? | Who sues and kneels and says, ‘ God save the Queen ’? | R3 IV.iv.94 |
Where be the bending Peeres that flattered thee? | Where be the bending peers that flattered thee? | R3 IV.iv.95 |
Where be the thronging Troopes that followed thee? | Where be the thronging troops that followed thee? | R3 IV.iv.96 |
Decline all this, and see what now thou art. | Decline all this, and see what now thou art: | R3 IV.iv.97 |
For happy Wife, a most distressed Widdow: | For happy wife, a most distressed widow; | R3 IV.iv.98 |
For ioyfull Mother, one that wailes the name: | For joyful mother, one that wails the name; | R3 IV.iv.99 |
For one being sued too, one that humbly sues: | For one being sued to, one that humbly sues; | R3 IV.iv.100 |
For Queene, a very Caytiffe, crown'd with care: | For queen, a very caitiff crowned with care; | R3 IV.iv.101 |
For she that scorn'd at me, now scorn'd of me: | For she that scorned at me, now scorned of me; | R3 IV.iv.102 |
For she being feared of all, now fearing one: | For she being feared of all, now fearing one; | R3 IV.iv.103 |
For she commanding all, obey'd of none. | For she commanding all, obeyed of none. | R3 IV.iv.104 |
Thus hath the course of Iustice whirl'd about, | Thus hath the course of justice wheeled about | R3 IV.iv.105 |
And left thee but a very prey to time, | And left thee but a very prey to time, | R3 IV.iv.106 |
Hauing no more but Thought of what thou wast. | Having no more but thought of what thou wast, | R3 IV.iv.107 |
To torture thee the more, being what thou art, | To torture thee the more, being what thou art. | R3 IV.iv.108 |
Thou didst vsurpe my place, and dost thou not | Thou didst usurp my place, and dost thou not | R3 IV.iv.109 |
Vsurpe the iust proportion of my Sorrow? | Usurp the just proportion of my sorrow? | R3 IV.iv.110 |
Now thy proud Necke, beares halfe my burthen'd yoke, | Now thy proud neck bears half my burdened yoke, | R3 IV.iv.111 |
From which, euen heere I slip my wearied head, | From which even here I slip my weary head | R3 IV.iv.112 |
And leaue the burthen of it all, on thee. | And leave the burden of it all on thee. | R3 IV.iv.113 |
Farwell Yorkes wife, and Queene of sad mischance, | Farewell, York's wife, and Queen of sad mischance! | R3 IV.iv.114 |
These English woes, shall make me smile in France. | These English woes shall make me smile in France. | R3 IV.iv.115 |
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Forbeare to sleepe the night, and fast the day: | Forbear to sleep the nights, and fast the days; | R3 IV.iv.118 |
Compare dead happinesse, with liuing woe: | Compare dead happiness with living woe; | R3 IV.iv.119 |
Thinke that thy Babes were sweeter then they were, | Think that thy babes were sweeter than they were | R3 IV.iv.120 |
And he that slew them fowler then he is: | And he that slew them fouler than he is. | R3 IV.iv.121 |
Bett'ring thy losse, makes the bad causer worse, | Bettering thy loss makes the bad causer worse; | R3 IV.iv.122 |
Reuoluing this, will teach thee how to Curse. | Revolving this will teach thee how to curse. | R3 IV.iv.123 |
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Thy woes will make them sharpe, And pierce like mine. | Thy woes will make them sharp and pierce like mine. | R3 IV.iv.125 |