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RICHARD

Your bed-chamber.

ANNE

Ill rest betide the chamber where thou liest. [115]

RICHARD

So will it, madam, till I lie with you.

ANNE

I hope so!

RICHARD

I know so. But, gentle Lady Anne,
To leave this keen encounter of our wits,
And fall something into a slower method: [120]
Is not the causer of the timeless deaths
Of these Plantagenets, Henry and Edward,
As blameful as the executioner?

ANNE

Thou wast the cause, and most accurs’d effect.

RICHARD

Your beauty was the cause of that effect: [125]
Your beauty, that did haunt me in my sleep
To undertake the death of all the world,
So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom.

ANNE

If I thought that, I tell thee, homicide,
These nails should rend that beauty from my cheeks. [130]

RICHARD

These eyes could not endure that beauty’s wrack;
You should not blemish it if I stood by.
As all the world is cheered by the sun,
So I by that; it is my day, my life.

ANNE