Enter another Messenger. Mef. In Kent, my Liege, the Guilfords are in arms, And every hour more competitors 2 Flock to the Rebels, and their Power grows ftrong. Enter another Messenger. Mef. My Lord, the army of the Duke of Buckingham K. Rich. Out on ye, owls! nothing but fongs of death? [He firikes him. There, take thou that, 'till thou bring better news. Mef. The news I have to tell your Majefty, Is, that, by fudden floods and fall of waters, Buckingham's army is difpers'd and scatter'd; And he himself wander'd away alone, No man knows whither. K. Rich. Oh! I cry thee mercy. There is my purfe, to cure that blow of thine. Mef. Such Proclamation hath been made, my Liege. Enter another Meffenger. Mef. Sir Thomas Lovel, and Lord Marquis Dorfet, 'Tis faid, my Liege, in Yorkshire are in arms; But this good comfort bring I to your Highness, The Bretagne Navy is difperfed, by tempest. Richmond in Dorfetfhire fent out a boat Unto the fhore, to ask thofe on the banks, If they were his affiftants, yea, or no; Who answered him, they came from Buckingham Upon his Party; he, mistrusting them, Ilois'd fail, and made his courfe for Bretagny. 2 More competitors.] That is, more opponents. K. Rich K. Rich, March on, march on, fince we are up in arms, If not to fight with foreign enemies, Yet to beat down thefe Rebels here at home. Enter Catesby. Catef. My Liege, the Duke of Buckingham is taken, That is the best news. That the Earl of Richmond Is with a mighty Pow'r landed at Milford, Is colder news, but yet it must be told. K. Rich. Away tow'rds Salisbury; while we reafon here, A royal battle might be won and loft. SCENE VII. Changes to the Lord Stanley's House. [Exeunt. Enter Lord Stanley, and Sir Christopher Urfwick. Stanl. 3 IR Chriftopher, tell Richmond this from SIR me; That in the fty of this most bloody Boar, 3 Sir Chriftopher, tell Richmond this from me;] The Perfon, who is call'd Sir Chrifto pher here, and who has been til'd fo in the Dramatis Perfone of all the Impreffions, I find by the Chronicles to have been Chriftopher Urfwick, a Bachelor in Divinity; and Chaplain to the Countess of Richmond, who had intermarried with the Lord Stanley. This Prieft, the Hiftory tells us, frequently went backwards and forwards, unfufpected, on Meffages betwixt the Countess of Richmond, and her Hufband, and the young Earl of Richmond, whilst he was preparing to make his Defcent on England. Z 3 THEOBALD So, So, get thee gone; commend me to thy Lord. Stanl. Well, hie thee to thy Lord, I kiss his hand, [Exeunt. ACT V. SCENE I. SALISBURY.. Enter the Sheriff, and Buckingham, with balberds, led to Execution. BUCKINGHAM. ILL not King Richard let me fpeak with him? W Sher. No, good my Lord, therefore be pa tient. Buck. Haftings, and Edward's children, Gray and Holy King Henry, and thy fair fon Edward, By under-hand, corrupted, foul injustice; Do through the clouds behold this prefent hour, revenge mock my deftruction. Ev'n for This is All-Souls day, fellows, is it not? Sher. It is, my Lord. Buck. Why, then All-Souls day is my body's This is the day, which in King Edward's time Come, Sirs, convey me to the block of fhame; Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame. [Exeunt Buckingham, Sheriff and Officers. SCENE II. Tamworth, on the Borders of Leicester-Shire. Enter Richmond, Oxford, Blunt, Herbert, and others, with Drum and Colours. . Richm.ELLOWS in arms, and my most loving. friends, Bruis'd underneath the yoke of tyranny, In your embowell'd bofoms; this foul fwine Near to the town of Leicester, as we learn; Oxf. Ev'ry man's confcience is a thousand swords, To fight against that bloody homicide. Herb. I doubt not, but his friends will fly to us. Blunt. He hath no friends, but who are friends for fear, Which in his deareft Need will fly from him. • Emborell'd bofoms.] Exenterated; ripped up; alluding, perhaps, to the Promethean vulpre; or, more probably, to the fetence pronounced in the Eng life courts against traytors, by which they are condemned to be hanged, drawn, that is, embowell'd, and quartered. |