Speeches (Lines) for Lord (Earl) Rivers in "History of Richard III"

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1 I / 3
  • Have patience, madam: there's no doubt his majesty
    Will soon recover his acc...
  • Have patience, madam: there's no doubt his majesty
    Will soon recover his accustom'd health.
  • Duke of Gloucester. No, to White-Friars; there attend my coining.
    [Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER]
    Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?
    Was ever woman in this humour won?
    I'll have her; but I will not keep her long.
    What! I, that kill'd her husband and his father,
    To take her in her heart's extremest hate,
    With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes,
    The bleeding witness of her hatred by;
    Having God, her conscience, and these bars
    against me,
    And I nothing to back my suit at all,
    But the plain devil and dissembling looks,
    And yet to win her, all the world to nothing!
    Ha!
    Hath she forgot already that brave prince,
    Edward, her lord, whom I, some three months since,
    Stabb'd in my angry mood at Tewksbury?
    A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman,
    Framed in the prodigality of nature,
    Young, valiant, wise, and, no doubt, right royal,
    The spacious world cannot again afford
    And will she yet debase her eyes on me,
    That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince,
    And made her widow to a woful bed?
    On me, whose all not equals Edward's moiety?
    On me, that halt and am unshapen thus?
    My dukedom to a beggarly denier,
    I do mistake my person all this while:
    Upon my life, she finds, although I cannot,
    Myself to be a marvellous proper man.
    I'll be at charges for a looking-glass,
    And entertain some score or two of tailors,
    To study fashions to adorn my body:
    Since I am crept in favour with myself,
    Will maintain it with some little cost.
    But first I'll turn yon fellow in his grave;
    And then return lamenting to my love.
    Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass,
    That I may see my shadow as I pass.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Have patience, madam: there's no doubt his majesty
    Will soon recover his accustom'd health.

2 I / 3
  • No other harm but loss of such a lord.
  • No other harm but loss of such a lord.
  • Queen Elizabeth. If he were dead, what would betide of me?

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. No other harm but loss of such a lord.

3 I / 3
  • Is it concluded that he shall be protector?
  • Is it concluded that he shall be protector?
  • Queen Elizabeth. Oh, he is young and his minority
    Is put unto the trust of Richard Gloucester,
    A man that loves not me, nor none of you.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Is it concluded that he shall be protector?

4 I / 3
  • Saw you the king to-day, my Lord of Derby?
  • Saw you the king to-day, my Lord of Derby?
  • Sir William Stanley. I do beseech you, either not believe
    The envious slanders of her false accusers;
    Or, if she be accused in true report,
    Bear with her weakness, which, I think proceeds
    From wayward sickness, and no grounded malice.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Saw you the king to-day, my Lord of Derby?

5 I / 3
  • To whom in all this presence speaks your grace?
  • To whom in all this presence speaks your grace?
  • Duke of Gloucester. They do me wrong, and I will not endure it:
    Who are they that complain unto the king,
    That I, forsooth, am stern, and love them not?
    By holy Paul, they love his grace but lightly
    That fill his ears with such dissentious rumours.
    Because I cannot flatter and speak fair,
    Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive and cog,
    Duck with French nods and apish courtesy,
    I must be held a rancorous enemy.
    Cannot a plain man live and think no harm,
    But thus his simple truth must be abused
    By silken, sly, insinuating Jacks?

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. To whom in all this presence speaks your grace?

6 I / 3
  • She may, my lord, for--
  • She may, my lord, for--
  • Duke of Gloucester. You may deny that you were not the cause
    Of my Lord Hastings' late imprisonment.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. She may, my lord, for--

7 I / 3
  • What, marry, may she?
  • What, marry, may she?
  • Duke of Gloucester. She may, Lord Rivers! why, who knows not so?
    She may do more, sir, than denying that:
    She may help you to many fair preferments,
    And then deny her aiding hand therein,
    And lay those honours on your high deserts.
    What may she not? She may, yea, marry, may she--

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. What, marry, may she?

8 I / 3
  • My Lord of Gloucester, in those busy days
    Which here you urge to prove us en...
  • My Lord of Gloucester, in those busy days
    Which here you urge to prove us enemies,
    We follow'd then our lord, our lawful king:
    So should we you, if you should be our king.
  • Queen Margaret. Hie thee to hell for shame, and leave the world,
    Thou cacodemon! there thy kingdom is.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. My Lord of Gloucester, in those busy days
    Which here you urge to prove us enemies,
    We follow'd then our lord, our lawful king:
    So should we you, if you should be our king.

9 I / 3
  • Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported.
  • Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported.
  • Lord Hastings. O, 'twas the foulest deed to slay that babe,
    And the most merciless that e'er was heard of!

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported.

10 I / 3
  • Were you well served, you would be taught your duty.
  • Were you well served, you would be taught your duty.
  • Queen Margaret. Foul shame upon you! you have all moved mine.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Were you well served, you would be taught your duty.

11 I / 3
  • And so doth mine: I muse why she's at liberty.
  • And so doth mine: I muse why she's at liberty.
  • Lord Hastings. My hair doth stand on end to hear her curses.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. And so doth mine: I muse why she's at liberty.

12 I / 3
  • A virtuous and a Christian-like conclusion,
    To pray for them that have done...
  • A virtuous and a Christian-like conclusion,
    To pray for them that have done scathe to us.
  • Duke of Gloucester. But you have all the vantage of her wrong.
    I was too hot to do somebody good,
    That is too cold in thinking of it now.
    Marry, as for Clarence, he is well repaid,
    He is frank'd up to fatting for his pains
    God pardon them that are the cause of it!

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. A virtuous and a Christian-like conclusion,
    To pray for them that have done scathe to us.

13 I / 3
  • Madam, we will attend your grace.
  • Madam, we will attend your grace.
  • Queen Elizabeth. Catesby, we come. Lords, will you go with us?

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Madam, we will attend your grace.

14 II / 1
  • By heaven, my heart is purged from grudging hate:
    And with my hand I seal my...
  • By heaven, my heart is purged from grudging hate:
    And with my hand I seal my true heart's love.
  • King Edward IV (Plantagenet). Why, so: now have I done a good day's work:
    You peers, continue this united league:
    I every day expect an embassage
    From my Redeemer to redeem me hence;
    And now in peace my soul shall part to heaven,
    Since I have set my friends at peace on earth.
    Rivers and Hastings, take each other's hand;
    Dissemble not your hatred, swear your love.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. By heaven, my heart is purged from grudging hate:
    And with my hand I seal my true heart's love.

15 II / 1
  • And I, as I love Hastings with my heart!
  • And I, as I love Hastings with my heart!
  • Lord Hastings. So prosper I, as I swear perfect love!

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. And I, as I love Hastings with my heart!

16 II / 1
  • Who knows not he is dead! who knows he is?
  • Who knows not he is dead! who knows he is?
  • Duke of Gloucester. Why, madam, have I offer'd love for this
    To be so bouted in this royal presence?
    Who knows not that the noble duke is dead?
    [They all start]
    You do him injury to scorn his corse.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Who knows not he is dead! who knows he is?

17 II / 2
  • Madam, bethink you, like a careful mother,
    Of the young prince your son: sen...
  • Madam, bethink you, like a careful mother,
    Of the young prince your son: send straight for him
    Let him be crown'd; in him your comfort lives:
    Drown desperate sorrow in dead Edward's grave,
    And plant your joys in living Edward's throne.
  • Marquis of Dorset. Comfort, dear mother: God is much displeased
    That you take with unthankfulness, his doing:
    In common worldly things, 'tis call'd ungrateful,
    With dull unwilligness to repay a debt
    Which with a bounteous hand was kindly lent;
    Much more to be thus opposite with heaven,
    For it requires the royal debt it lent you.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Madam, bethink you, like a careful mother,
    Of the young prince your son: send straight for him
    Let him be crown'd; in him your comfort lives:
    Drown desperate sorrow in dead Edward's grave,
    And plant your joys in living Edward's throne.

18 II / 2
  • Why with some little train, my Lord of Buckingham?
  • Why with some little train, my Lord of Buckingham?
  • Duke of Buckingham. You cloudy princes and heart-sorrowing peers,
    That bear this mutual heavy load of moan,
    Now cheer each other in each other's love
    Though we have spent our harvest of this king,
    We are to reap the harvest of his son.
    The broken rancour of your high-swoln hearts,
    But lately splinter'd, knit, and join'd together,
    Must gently be preserved, cherish'd, and kept:
    Me seemeth good, that, with some little train,
    Forthwith from Ludlow the young prince be fetch'd
    Hither to London, to be crown'd our king.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Why with some little train, my Lord of Buckingham?

19 II / 2
  • And so in me; and so, I think, in all:
    Yet, since it is but green, it should...
  • And so in me; and so, I think, in all:
    Yet, since it is but green, it should be put
    To no apparent likelihood of breach,
    Which haply by much company might be urged:
    Therefore I say with noble Buckingham,
    That it is meet so few should fetch the prince.
  • Duke of Gloucester. I hope the king made peace with all of us
    And the compact is firm and true in me.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. And so in me; and so, I think, in all:
    Yet, since it is but green, it should be put
    To no apparent likelihood of breach,
    Which haply by much company might be urged:
    Therefore I say with noble Buckingham,
    That it is meet so few should fetch the prince.

20 III / 3
  • Sir Richard Ratcliff, let me tell thee this:
    To-day shalt thou behold a subj...
  • Sir Richard Ratcliff, let me tell thee this:
    To-day shalt thou behold a subject die
    For truth, for duty, and for loyalty.
  • Sir Richard Ratcliff. Come, bring forth the prisoners.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Sir Richard Ratcliff, let me tell thee this:
    To-day shalt thou behold a subject die
    For truth, for duty, and for loyalty.

21 III / 3
  • O Pomfret, Pomfret! O thou bloody prison,
    Fatal and ominous to noble peers!...
  • O Pomfret, Pomfret! O thou bloody prison,
    Fatal and ominous to noble peers!
    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.
  • Sir Richard Ratcliff. Dispatch; the limit of your lives is out.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. O Pomfret, Pomfret! O thou bloody prison,
    Fatal and ominous to noble peers!
    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.

22 III / 3
  • Then cursed she Hastings, then cursed she Buckingham,
    Then cursed she Richar...
  • 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,
    Be satisfied, dear God, with our true blood,
    Which, as thou know'st, unjustly must be spilt.
  • Lord Grey. Now Margaret's curse is fall'n upon our heads,
    For standing by when Richard stabb'd her son.

    Lord (Earl) 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,
    Be satisfied, dear God, with our true blood,
    Which, as thou know'st, unjustly must be spilt.

23 III / 3
  • Come, Grey, come, Vaughan, let us all embrace:
    And take our leave, until we...
  • Come, Grey, come, Vaughan, let us all embrace:
    And take our leave, until we meet in heaven.
  • Sir Richard Ratcliff. Make haste; the hour of death is expiate.

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. Come, Grey, come, Vaughan, let us all embrace:
    And take our leave, until we meet in heaven.

24 V / 3
  • [To KING RICHARD III]
    Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow,
    Rivers. th...
  • [To KING RICHARD III]
    Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow,
    Rivers. that died at Pomfret! despair, and die!
  • George Plantagenet (Duke of Clarence). [To KING RICHARD III]
    Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow!
    I, that was wash'd to death with fulsome wine,
    Poor Clarence, by thy guile betrayed to death!
    To-morrow in the battle think on me,
    And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die!--
    [To RICHMOND]
    Thou offspring of the house of Lancaster
    The wronged heirs of York do pray for thee
    Good angels guard thy battle! live, and flourish!

    Lord (Earl) Rivers. [To KING RICHARD III]
    Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow,
    Rivers. that died at Pomfret! despair, and die!

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