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Enter another Messenger. Mef. In Kent, my Liege, the Guilfords are in arms, And every hour a more competitors Flock to the Rebels, and their Power grows strong.
Enter another Mesenger. Mef. My Lord, the army of the Duke of Buck
ingham K. Rich. Out on ye, owls! nothing but songs of death?
[He lirikes bin. There, take thou that, 'till thou bring better news.
Mel. he news I have to tell your Majesty,
K. Rich. Oh! I cry thee mercy, .
Enter ancther Messenger. Mes. Sir Thomas Lovel, and Lord Marquis Dorset, 'Tis faid, my Liege, in Yorkshire are in arms; But this good comfort bring I to your Highness, The Bretagne Navy is dispersed, by tempeft. , Richmond in Dorsetswire fent out a boat Unto the shore, to ask thofe on the banks, If they were his assistants, yea, or no; Who answered him, they came from Buckingham Upon his Party; he, mistrusting them, I lois'd fail, and made his course for Bretagny.
2 More competitors.] That is, more opponents.
K. Rich, March on, march on, since we are up in
arms, If not to fight with foreign enemies, Yet to beat down these Rebels here at home.
Enter Catesby. Cates. 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 reason
here, A royal battle might be won and loft. Some one take order, Buckingham be brought To Salisbury ; the rest march on with me. (Exeunt.
Changes to the Lord Stanley's House. Enter Lord Stanley, and Sir Christopher Urswick. Stanl. :
IR Christopher, tell Richmond this from
That in the sty of įhis most bloody Boar,
3 Sir Christopher, tell Rich- intermarried with the Lord Stan
mond this from me ;] The ley. This Priest, the History tells Person, who is callid Sir Cbrifto- us, frequently went backwards pher here, and who has been and forwards, unsuspected, on Atilld so in the Dramatis Perfonae Meffages betwixt the Countess of of all the Impressions, I find by Richmond, and her Hufband, and the Chronicles to have been the young Earl of Richmond, Christopher Urswick, a Bachelor whilft he was preparing to make in Divinity; and Chaplain to the his Descent on England. Countess of Richmond, who had
So, get thee gone ; commend me to thy Lord.
Chri. At Pembroke, or at Harford-west in Wales,
Chri. Sir Walter Herbert, a renowned soldier,
Stanl. Well, hie thee to thy Lord, I kiss his hand, My Letter will resolve him of
S A L IS B UR Y..
Enter the Sheriff, and Buckingham, with balberds,
led to Execution.
ILL not King Richard let me speak with him?
tient. Buck. Hastings, and Edward's children, Gray and
Ev'n for revenge mock my destruction. .
Sber. It is, my Lord.
[Exeunt Buckingham, Sheriff and Officers.
4 Is the determind RESPITE of more full and striking conclu.
my wrongs.] This is non- fion, and the fifth act will comsense, we should read RESPECT prise the business of the imporof my wrongs, i.e. requital. tant day, which put an end to
WARBURTON. the competition of York and Lan Hanmer had rightly explained cafter. Some of the quarto ediit, the time to which the punish- tions are not divided into acts, ment of his wrongs was respited. and it is probable that this and
Wrongs in this line means many other plays were left by the wrongs done, or injúrious prac- authour in one anbroken contitices.
nuity, and afterwards distributed s. Blame the due of blame. ] by chance, or what seems to This scene should, in my opi. have been a guide very little betnion, be added to the foregoing ter, by the judgment or caprice act, so the fourth act will have a of the first editors.
Tamworth, on the Borders of Leicester-Shire.
Enter Richmond, Oxford, Blunt, Herbert, and others,
wilb Drum and Colours.
Richm. U ELLOWS in arms, and my most loving
Oxf. Ev'ry man's conscience is a thousand swords,
Herb. I doubt not, but his friends will fly to us.
6 Embowelld bofums.] Exen- lish courts against traytors, by teraled; ripped up; alluding, which they are condemned to perhaps, to the Promethean vul- he hanged, drawn, that is, empre; or, more probably, to the bowell'd, and quartered. fetence pronounced in the Eng;