Richard III

and full of guile. 428 00:39:20,232 --> 00:39:23,485 Good morrow to my sovereign King. 429 00:39:23,569 --> 00:39:25,528 - Now, Richard... - And Queen. 430 00:39:26,072 --> 00:39:27,781 I have done a good day's work. 431 00:39:27,865 --> 00:39:29,949 Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate. 432 00:39:30,034 --> 00:39:32,452 It's death to me to be at enmity. 433 00:39:32,495 --> 00:39:35,497 I hate it and desire all good men's love. 434 00:39:36,582 --> 00:39:39,584 First, ma'am, I do entreat true peace of you, 435 00:39:40,127 --> 00:39:43,171 which I shall purchase with my duteous service. 436 00:39:45,591 --> 00:39:49,094 Of you, my noble, dear Lord Buckingham... 437 00:39:49,136 --> 00:39:51,971 If ever any grudge were lodged between us. 438 00:39:52,181 --> 00:39:54,641 Of you, Lord Hastings. 439 00:39:55,559 --> 00:39:57,477 Of you, dear Rivers, 440 00:39:57,561 --> 00:40:00,605 who, all without desert, has frowned on me. 441 00:40:02,149 --> 00:40:03,483 Indeed, of all. 442 00:40:03,567 --> 00:40:05,819 I do not know that Englishman alive 443 00:40:05,903 --> 00:40:08,446 with whom my soul is any jot at odds 444 00:40:08,489 --> 00:40:11,950 more than the infant that is born tonight. 445 00:40:13,994 --> 00:40:16,287 I thank my God for my humility. 446 00:40:16,539 --> 00:40:19,374 I wish to God all strifes were settled so. 447 00:40:19,959 --> 00:40:21,626 My sovereign lord, 448 00:40:22,503 --> 00:40:25,839 I do beseech Your Majesty to take your brother Clarence to your grace. 449 00:40:25,923 --> 00:40:28,299 Why, ma'am, have I offered love for this? 450 00:40:28,342 --> 00:40:30,510 Who knows not that the gentle Duke is dead? 451 00:40:30,928 --> 00:40:32,887 Who knows not he is dead? 452 00:40:33,681 --> 00:40:35,306 Who knows he is? 453 00:40:37,351 --> 00:40:38,810 Is Clarence dead? 454 00:40:40,062 --> 00:40:41,521 The order was reversed! 455 00:40:41,730 --> 00:40:44,649 But he, poor man, by your first order died, 456 00:40:45,151 --> 00:40:46,943 and that a winged mercury did bear. 457 00:40:47,027 --> 00:40:49,737 Some tardy cripple bore the countermand. 458 00:40:52,825 --> 00:40:54,242 Oh, God, 459 00:40:54,994 --> 00:40:57,912 I fear thy justice will take hold of me 460 00:40:58,205 --> 00:41:01,207 and mine, and mine, and yours for this. 461 00:41:01,584 --> 00:41:03,626 Rivers, help me to my bed. 462 00:41:04,837 --> 00:41:06,212 Oh, poor Clarence! 463 00:41:26,233 --> 00:41:28,526 This is the fruits of rashness. 464 00:41:31,906 --> 00:41:33,907 Marked you not, Hastings, 465 00:41:34,909 --> 00:41:38,036 how that the guilty brother of the Queen looked pale 466 00:41:38,078 --> 00:41:40,497 when he did hear of Clarence's death? 467 00:41:42,374 --> 00:41:44,125 God will revenge it. 468 00:41:48,506 --> 00:41:49,923 Oh, Clarence. 469 00:41:50,633 --> 00:41:52,634 Clarence, my unhappy son. 470 00:41:53,594 --> 00:41:55,595 This news is bad indeed. 471 00:41:55,638 --> 00:41:56,930 What, is he in his bed? 472 00:41:56,972 --> 00:42:00,433 He is. Oh, he has overused his royal person much. 473 00:42:27,878 --> 00:42:30,630 What means this scene of rude impatience? 474 00:42:33,425 --> 00:42:36,636 Edward, my lord, your son, 475 00:42:36,720 --> 00:42:38,346 our king is dead. 476 00:42:44,645 --> 00:42:47,355 Why grow the branches now the root is withered? 477 00:42:47,439 --> 00:42:49,691 Why wither not the leaves, the sap being gone? 478 00:42:49,775 --> 00:42:52,610 Alas! I am the mother of these griefs. 479 00:42:53,320 --> 00:42:55,488 On me pour all your tears. 480 00:42:55,573 --> 00:42:57,574 I am your sorrow's nurse. 481 00:43:01,495 --> 00:43:03,454 Elizabeth, have comfort. 482 00:43:04,456 --> 00:43:08,751 We all of us have cause to wail the dimming of our shining star. 483 00:43:09,420 --> 00:43:11,796 Though we have spent our harvest of this king, 484 00:43:11,839 --> 00:43:14,340 we are to reap the harvest of his son. 485 00:43:15,926 --> 00:43:18,720 Sister, think you like a careful mother 486 00:43:18,804 --> 00:43:20,388 of the Prince of Wales, your son. 487 00:43:20,889 --> 00:43:23,057 Send straight for him. Let him be crowned. 488 00:43:23,142 --> 00:43:25,018 In him, your comfort lies. 489 00:43:26,353 --> 00:43:28,187 Meseemeth good that, with some little train, 490 00:43:28,230 --> 00:43:30,315 the Prince be brought to London to be crowned. 491 00:43:31,525 --> 00:43:33,860 Why "with some little train," My Lord of Buckingham? 492 00:43:34,194 --> 00:43:35,528 Lest by a multitude, dear sir, 493 00:43:35,613 --> 00:43:38,072 the new-healed wound of civil war break out. 494 00:43:38,365 --> 00:43:41,200 I hope the King made peace with all of us. 495 00:43:41,744 --> 00:43:44,203 And the compact is firm and true in me. 496 00:43:44,622 --> 00:43:47,248 An