Page 905 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1
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And thou, misshapen Dick, I tell ye all [35]
I am your better, traitors as ye are,
And thou usurp’st my father’s right and mine.
KING EDWARD
Take that, thou likeness of this railer here.
Stabs him.
GLOUCEST ER
Sprawl’st thou? Take that to end thy agony.
Stabs him.
CLARENCE
And there’s for twitting me with perjury. [40]
Stabs him. [The prince dies.]
MARGARET
O, kill me too!
GLOUCEST ER
Marry, and shall.
Offers to kill her.
KING EDWARD
Hold, Richard, hold, for we have done too much.
GLOUCEST ER
Why should she live to fill the world with words?
[Margaret faints.]
KING EDWARD
What, doth she swoon? Use means for her recovery. [45]
[One wrings the queen by the nose.]
GLOUCEST ER
[drawing Clarence aside]
Clarence, excuse me to the king, my brother.
I’ll hence to London on a serious matter:
Ere ye come there, be sure to hear some news.
