Haft. Oh, bloody Richard! miferable England! That ever wretched Age hath look'd upon. Enter Gloucester and Buckingham in rusty armour, marvellous ill-favour'd. Glo. COME, OME, Coufin, canst thou quake and change thy colour, Murder thy breath in middle of a word, And then again begin, and ftop again, As if thou wert diftraught, and mad with terror? . Buck. Let me alone to entertain him. Lord Mayor, Enter Lord Mayor, attended. Glo. Look to the draw-bridge there. Glo. Catesby, o'erlook the walls. Buck. Lord Mayor, the reafon we have fent Glo. Look back, defend thee, here are enemies. Buck. God and our innocence defend and guard us! Enter Enter Lovel and Catesby with Haftings's bead. Glo. Be patient, they are friends; Catesby and Lovel. Glo. So dear I lov'd the man, that I muft weep; So fmooth he daub'd his vice with fhew of virtue, I mean his converfation with Shore's wife, Buck. Well, well, he was the covert'ft fhelter'd traitor Would you imagine, or almost believe, Glo. What! think you, we are Turks or Infidels? Or that we would, against the form of law, Proceed thus rafhly to the villain's death, But that the extreme peril of the case, Mayor. Now, fair befal you! he deferv'd his death; Buck. Yet had not we determined he should die, Be Because, my Lord, we would have had you Mifconftrue us in him, and wail his death. heard Meyer. But, my good Lord, your Grace's word As well as I had feen and heard him speak; With all your juft proceedings in this cafe. Glo. And to that end we wifh'd your Lordship here, T'avoid the cenfures of the carping world. Buck. But fince you come too late of our intent, Tell them, how Edward put to death a Citizen, Heir to the Crown; meaning, indeed, his houfe, And beftial appetite in change of luft, Which ftretch'd unto their fervants, daughters, wives, Ev'n where his ranging eye or favage heart Without controul, lufted to make a prey. Nay, for a need, thus far come near my person; My princely father then had wars in France, Being nothing like the noble Duke, my father. Were for myself; and fo, my Lord, adieu. Glo. If you thrive well, bring them to Baynard's Where you shall find me well accompanied go, [Exit Buck. Glo. Go, Lovel, with all speed to Doctor Shaw. Go thou to Friar Peuker; bid them both Meet me within this Hour at Baynard's Caftle. [Exeunt Lov. and Cates. feverally Now will I go to take fome privy order To draw the brats of Clarence out of fight; And to give order, that no fort of perfon Have, any time, recourse unto the Princes. Enter a Scrivener. [Exit Scriv. Here is th' Indictment of the good Lord Haftings. Which in a fet hand fairly is ingrofs'd; That it may be to day read o'er in Pauls. And, mark, how well the fequel hangs together. Here's a good world the while,Who is fo grofs, Yet who fo bold, but fays, he fees it not? Bad Bad is the world, and all will come to nought, 8 SCENE VII. Changes to Baynard's Caftle. Enter Gloucester and Buckingham, at feveral doors. How Glo. TOW now, how now, what fay the citizens? Buck. Now by the holy Mother of our Lord, The citizens are mum, fay not a word. Glo. Touch'd you the baftardy of Edward's children? Buck. I did, with his Contract with lady Lucy, Both in your form and nobleness of mind; I bid them, that did love their Country's Good, Buck. No; fo God help me, they spake not a word; Seen in thought.] That is, feen in filence, without notice or deteЯtion. But |