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- $Title{King Richard III: Act III, Scene III}
- $Author{Shakespeare, William}
- $Subject{}
- $Log{Dramatis Personae*00400.TXT}
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- The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
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- KING RICHARD III
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- ACT III
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- SCENE III: Pomfret Castle.
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- {Enter RATCLIFF, with halberds, carrying RIVERS,
- GREY, and VAUGHAN to death.}
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- RATCLIFF: Come, bring forth the prisoners.
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- RIVERS: Sir Richard Ratcliff, let me tell thee this:
- To-day shalt thou behold a subject die
- For truth, for duty, and for loyalty.
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- GREY: God keep the prince from all the pack of you!
- A knot you are of damned blood-suckers!
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- VAUGHAN: You live that shall cry woe for this after.
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- RATCLIFF: Dispatch; the limit of your lives is out.
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- RIVERS: O Pomfret, Pomfret! O thou bloody prison,
- Fatal and ominous to noble peers! 10
- Within the guilty closure of thy walls
- Richard the second here was hack'd to death;
- And, for more slander to thy dismal seat,
- We give thee up our guiltless blood to drink.
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- GREY: Now Margaret's curse is fall'n upon our heads,
- For standing by when Richard stabb'd her son.
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- RIVERS: Then cursed she Hastings, then cursed she Buckingham,
- Then cursed she Richard. O, remember, God
- To hear her prayers for them, as now for us
- And for my sister and her princely sons, 20
- Be satisfied, dear God, with our true blood,
- Which, as thou know'st, unjustly must be spilt.
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- RATCLIFF: Make haste; the hour of death is expiate.
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- RIVERS: Come, Grey, come, Vaughan, let us all embrace:
- And take our leave, until we meet in heaven.
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- [Exeunt.]
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