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It has been fince obferved to me by Mr. Elderton, (who is of opinion that Richard was charged with this murder by the Lancastrian hiftorians without any foundation,) that "it appears on the face of the publick accounts allowed in the exchequer for the maintenance of King Henry and his numerous attendants in the Tower, that he lived to the 12th of June, which was twenty-two days after the time affigned for his pretended affaffination; was expofed to the publick view in St. Paul's for fome days, and interred at Chertsey with much folemnity, and at no inconfiderable expence." MALONE.

King EDWARD the Fourth.

EDWARD, Prince of Wales, afterwards
King Edward V.

Sons to the king.

RICHARD, Duke of York,

GEORGE, Duke of Clarence,

RICHARD, Duke of Glofter, after

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wards King Richard III.

A young fon of Clarence.

HENRY, Earl of Richmond, afterwards King Henry VII. Cardinal BOURCHIER, Archbishop of Canterbury.

THOMAS ROTHERAM, Archbishop of York. JOHN MORTON, Bishop of Ely.

Duke of BUCKINGHAM.

Duke of NORFOLK: Earl of SURREY, his fon.
Earl RIVERS, Brother to King Edward's Queen:
Marquis of DORSET, and Lord GREY, her fons.

Earl of OXFORD. Lord HASTINGS. Lord STANLEY.
Lord LovEL

Sir THOMAS VAUGHAN. Sir RICHARD RATCLIFF.
Sir WILLIAM CATESBY. Sir. JAMES TYRREL.
Sir JAMES BLOUNT. WALTER HERBERT.
Sir ROBERT BRAKENBURY,• Lieutenant of the Tower.
CHRISTOPHER URS WICH;.4 Priest: Another Priest.
Lord Mayor of London. Serif Wiltshire.

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ELIZABETH, Queen of King Edward IV.
MARGARET, widow of King Henry VI.

Duchess of YORK, mother to King Edward IV. Clarence, and Glofter.

Lady ANNE, widow of Edward Prince of Wales, fon to King Henry VI.; afterwards married to the Duke of

Glofter.

A young daughter of Clarence.

Lords, and other Attendants; two Gentlemen, a Purfuivant, Scrivener, Citizens, Murderers, Meffengers, Ghosts, Soldiers, &c.

SCENE, England.

KING RICHARD III.

ACT I. SCENE I.

London. A Street.

Enter GLOSTER.

Glofter.

OW is the winter of our discontent

NOW

Made glorious fummer by this fun of York;

And all the clouds, that lower'd upon our house,
In the deep bofom of the ocean bury'd.

Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings,
Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Grim-visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front;
And now,-instead of mounting barbed steeds,
To fright the fouls of fearful adversaries,—
He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber,
To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.

But I,-that am not fhap'd for sportive tricks,
Nor made to court an amorous looking-glafs;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty,
To ftrut before a wanton ambling nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by diffembling nature,
Deform'd, unfinish'd, fent before my time

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I laid, inductions dangerous, n prophecies, libels, and dreams, brother Clarence, and the king, hate the one against the other : ng Edward be as true and just, btle, falfe, and treacherous, hould Clarence closely be mew'd up; rophecy, which fays-that G

's heirs the murderer fhall be.

ghts, down to my foul! here Clarence comes.

CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKENBURY.

good day: What means this armed guard, = upon your grace?

His majesty,

my perfon's fafety, hath appointed uct to convey me to the Tower. on what caufe?

Because my name is-George, ck, my lord, that fault is none of yours; for that, commit your godfathers :-his majesty hath fome intent,

That

ence comes,

BURY.

uard,

George.

Ours ;

That

Thefe, as I learn, and fuch like toys
Have mov'd his highness to commit

Glo. Why, this it is, when men are
'Tis not the king, that fends you to
My lady Grey his wife, Clarence, 'ti
That tempers him to this extremity.
Was it not she, and that good man
Antony Woodeville, her brother th
That made him fend lord Haftings to
From whence this present day he is d
We are not safe, Clarence, we are no

Clar. By heaven, I think, there is But the queen's kindred, and night. That trudge betwixt the king and m Heard you not, what an humble fup Lord Haftings was to her for his del

Glo. Humbly complaining to her Got my lord chamberlain his liberty I'll tell you what,-I think, it is ou If we will keep in favour with the k To be her men, and wear her livery The jealous o'er-worn widow, and h Since that our brother dubb'd them Are mighty goffips in this monarchy

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