|The Life and Death of Richard the Third|
| Richard III
| Act 3, Scene 2
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Enter a MessengerMessenger
What, ho! my lord!HASTINGS
[Within] Who knocks at the door?Messenger
A messenger from the Lord Stanley.HASTINGS
What is't o'clock?Messenger
Upon the stroke of four.HASTINGS
Cannot thy master sleep these tedious nights?Messenger
So it should seem by that I have to say.HASTINGS
First, he commends him to your noble lordship.
And then he sends you wordHASTINGS
He dreamt to-night the boar had razed his helm:
Besides, he says there are two councils held;
And that may be determined at the one
which may make you and him to rue at the other.
Therefore he sends to know your lordship's pleasure,
If presently you will take horse with him,
And with all speed post with him toward the north,
To shun the danger that his soul divines.
Go, fellow, go, return unto thy lord;Messenger
Bid him not fear the separated councils
His honour and myself are at the one,
And at the other is my servant Catesby
Where nothing can proceed that toucheth us
Whereof I shall not have intelligence.
Tell him his fears are shallow, wanting instance:
And for his dreams, I wonder he is so fond
To trust the mockery of unquiet slumbers
To fly the boar before the boar pursues,
Were to incense the boar to follow us
And make pursuit where he did mean no chase.
Go, bid thy master rise and come to me
And we will both together to the Tower,
Where, he shall see, the boar will use us kindly.
My gracious lord, I'll tell him what you say.CATESBY
Many good morrows to my noble lord!HASTINGS
Good morrow, Catesby; you are early stirringCATESBY
What news, what news, in this our tottering state?
It is a reeling world, indeed, my lord;HASTINGS
And I believe twill never stand upright
Tim Richard wear the garland of the realm.
How! wear the garland! dost thou mean the crown?CATESBY
Ay, my good lord.HASTINGS
I'll have this crown of mine cut from my shouldersCATESBY
Ere I will see the crown so foul misplaced.
But canst thou guess that he doth aim at it?
Ay, on my life; and hopes to find forwardHASTINGS
Upon his party for the gain thereof:
And thereupon he sends you this good news,
That this same very day your enemies,
The kindred of the queen, must die at Pomfret.
Indeed, I am no mourner for that news,CATESBY
Because they have been still mine enemies:
But, that I'll give my voice on Richard's side,
To bar my master's heirs in true descent,
God knows I will not do it, to the death.
God keep your lordship in that gracious mind!HASTINGS
But I shall laugh at this a twelve-month hence,CATESBY
That they who brought me in my master's hate
I live to look upon their tragedy.
I tell thee, Catesby--
What, my lord?HASTINGS
Ere a fortnight make me elder,CATESBY
I'll send some packing that yet think not on it.
'Tis a vile thing to die, my gracious lord,HASTINGS
When men are unprepared and look not for it.
O monstrous, monstrous! and so falls it outCATESBY
With Rivers, Vaughan, Grey: and so 'twill do
With some men else, who think themselves as safe
As thou and I; who, as thou know'st, are dear
To princely Richard and to Buckingham.
The princes both make high account of you;HASTINGS
AsideFor they account his head upon the bridge.
I know they do; and I have well deserved it.STANLEY
Enter STANLEYCome on, come on; where is your boar-spear, man?
Fear you the boar, and go so unprovided?
My lord, good morrow; good morrow, Catesby:HASTINGS
You may jest on, but, by the holy rood,
I do not like these several councils, I.
I hold my life as dear as you do yours;
And never in my life, I do protest,
Was it more precious to me than 'tis now:
Think you, but that I know our state secure,
I would be so triumphant as I am?
The lords at Pomfret, when they rode from London,HASTINGS
Were jocund, and supposed their state was sure,
And they indeed had no cause to mistrust;
But yet, you see how soon the day o'ercast.
This sudden stag of rancour I misdoubt:
Pray God, I say, I prove a needless coward!
What, shall we toward the Tower? the day is spent.
Come, come, have with you. Wot you what, my lord?LORD STANLEY
To-day the lords you talk of are beheaded.
They, for their truth, might better wear their headsHASTINGS
Than some that have accused them wear their hats.
But come, my lord, let us away.
Enter a Pursuivant
Go on before; I'll talk with this good fellow.Pursuivant
Exeunt STANLEY and CATESBYHow now, sirrah! how goes the world with thee?
The better that your lordship please to ask.HASTINGS
I tell thee, man, 'tis better with me nowPursuivant
Than when I met thee last where now we meet:
Then was I going prisoner to the Tower,
By the suggestion of the queen's allies;
But now, I tell thee--keep it to thyself--
This day those enemies are put to death,
And I in better state than e'er I was.
God hold it, to your honour's good content!HASTINGS
Gramercy, fellow: there, drink that for me.Pursuivant
Throws him his purse
God save your lordship!Priest
Enter a Priest
Well met, my lord; I am glad to see your honour.HASTINGS
I thank thee, good Sir John, with all my heart.BUCKINGHAM
I am in your debt for your last exercise;
Come the next Sabbath, and I will content you.
He whispers in his ear
What, talking with a priest, lord chamberlain?HASTINGS
Your friends at Pomfret, they do need the priest;
Your honour hath no shriving work in hand.
Good faith, and when I met this holy man,BUCKINGHAM
Those men you talk of came into my mind.
What, go you toward the Tower?
I do, my lord; but long I shall not stayHASTINGS
I shall return before your lordship thence.
'Tis like enough, for I stay dinner there.BUCKINGHAM
[Aside] And supper too, although thou know'st it not.HASTINGS
Come, will you go?
I'll wait upon your lordship.
| Richard III
| Act 3, Scene 2
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