Into the tumbling billows of the main. O Lord: methought what pain it was to drown! All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea, Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Clar. Methought, I had: and often did I strive you I pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, The first that there did greet my stranger soul, *Body. Such hideous cries, that with the very noise, Clar. O, Brakenbury, I have done these thingsThat now give evidence against my soul,- For Edward's sake; and, see, how he requites me!- O, spare my guiltless wife, and my poor children! SORROW. Sorrow breaks seasons, and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noon-tide night. THE CARES OF GREATNESS. Princes have their titles for their glories, They often feel a world of restless cares: A MURDERER'S ACCOUNT OF CONSCIENCE. I'll not meddle with it, it is a dangerous thing, it makes a man a coward: a man cannot steal but it accuseth him; a man cannot swear, but it checks him; a man cannot lie with his neighbour's wife, but it detects him; 'Tis a blushing shame-fac'd spirit, that mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of obstacles; it made me once restore a purse of gold, that by chance I found; it beggars any man that keeps it; it is turned out of all towns and cities for a dangerous thing; and every man, that means to live well, endeavours to trust to himself, and live without it. ACT II. DECEIT. Ah, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes, ¡ And with a virtuous visor hide deep vice! SUBMISSION TO HEAVEN OUR DUTY.. In common worldly things, 'tis call'd-ungrateful, With dull unwillingness to repay a debt, Which with a bounteous hand was kindly lent; Much more to be thus opposite with heaven, For it requires the royal debt it lent you. THE DUCHESS OF YORK'S LAMENTATION ON THE MISFORTUNES OF HER FAMILY. Duch. Accursed and unquiet wrangling days! Clean overblown, themselves, the conquerors, ACT III. THE VANITY OF TRUST IN MAN. O momentary grace of mortal men, CONTEMPLATION. When holy and devout religious men Are at their beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence; So sweet is zealous contemplation. ACT IV. DESCRIPTION OF THE MURDER OF THE TWO YOUNG PRINCES IN THE TOWER. The tyrannous and bloody act is done; The most arch deed of piteous massacre, Dignton, and Forrest, whom I did suborn Po do this piece of ruthless butchery, then they were flesh'd villains, bloody dogs, "ening with tenderness and mild compassion, Vepcise two chidren, in their death's sad story. Tu quota Dighton, lay the gentle babes,— uth Forrest girdling one another (mium deer tuvaster innocent arms; were our red roses on a stalk, Dawn, a deer summer beauty, kiss'd each other. rayers on their pillow lay; win Forrest, almost chang'd my mind; here the villain stopp'd; non caus toid on,we smother d -woeftished sweet work of nature, Šarenic creation, e'er she fram❜d.— Codice gone with conscience and remorse, Speak; and so I left them both, gs to the bloody sing. EXPEDITION. `que zarn`d, that fearful commenting → → qui delay: >, gwen anu snail-pae'd beggary: tuta e my wing, aid or a sing! "BADLAET ́S EXPROBATION. tut 'ourish of my fortune; irin pageant, e-uri own below: was bad wo air bades; Hhe beginning of 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. |