Page 814 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1
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EDWARD
Dazzle mine eyes or do I see three suns? [25]
RICHARD
Three glorious suns, each one a perfect sun;
Not separated with the racking clouds
But severed in a pale clear-shining sky.
See, see! They join, embrace, and seem to kiss
As if they vowed some league inviolable; [30]
Now are they but one lamp, one light, one sun:
In this the heaven figures some event.
EDWARD
’Tis wondrous strange, the like yet never heard of.
I think it cites us, brother, to the field
That we, the sons of brave Plantagenet, [35]
Each one already blazing by our meeds,
Should notwithstanding join our lights together
And overshine the earth as this the world.
Whate’er it bodes, henceforward will I bear
Upon my target three fair-shining suns. [40]
RICHARD
Nay, bear three daughters: by your leave I speak it,
You love the breeder better than the male.
Enter [a Messenger] blowing [a horn].
But what art thou whose heavy looks foretell
Some dreadful story hanging on thy tongue?
MESSENGER
Ah, one that was a woeful looker-on [45]
When as the noble Duke of York was slain,
Your princely father and my loving lord!
EDWARD
O speak no more, for I have heard too much.
RICHARD
Say how he died, for I will hear it all.
