<SPEECH 1><ACT 1><SCENE 3><11%>
<RIVERS>	<12%>
	Have patience, madam: there's no doubt his majesty
	Will soon recover his accustom'd health.
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 2><ACT 1><SCENE 3><11%>
<RIVERS>	<12%>
	Is it concluded he shall be protector?
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 3><ACT 1><SCENE 3><14%>
<RIVERS>	<14%>
	She may, my lord; for—
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 4><ACT 1><SCENE 3><14%>
<RIVERS>	<14%>
	What, marry, may she?
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 5><ACT 1><SCENE 3><15%>
<RIVERS>	<15%>
	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.
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 6><ACT 1><SCENE 3><16%>
<RIVERS>	<17%>
	Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported.
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 7><ACT 1><SCENE 3><18%>
<RIVERS>	<18%>
	Were you well serv'd, you would be taught your duty.
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 8><ACT 1><SCENE 3><19%>
<RIVERS>	<20%>
	And so doth mine. I muse why she's at liberty.
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 9><ACT 1><SCENE 3><19%>
<RIVERS>	<20%>
	A virtuous and a Christian-like conclusion,
	To pray for them that have done scath to us.
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 10><ACT 1><SCENE 3><20%>
<RIVERS>	<20%>
	We wait upon your Grace.
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 11><ACT 2><SCENE 1><28%>
<RIVERS>	<29%>
	By heaven, my soul is purg'd from grudging hate;
	And with my hand I seal my true heart's love.
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 12><ACT 2><SCENE 1><29%>
<RIVERS>	<29%>
	And I, as I love Hastings with my heart!
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 13><ACT 2><SCENE 2><34%>
<RIVERS>	<35%>
	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.

</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 14><ACT 2><SCENE 2><35%>
<RIVERS>	<36%>
	Why with some little train, my Lord of Buckingham?
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 15><ACT 2><SCENE 2><35%>
<RIVERS>	<36%>
	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 urg'd:
	Therefore I say with noble Buckingham,
	That it is meet so few should fetch the prince.
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 16><ACT 3><SCENE 3><49%>
<RIVERS>	<49%>
	Sir Richard Ratcliff, let me tell thee this:
	To-day shalt thou behold a subject die
	For truth, for duty, and for loyalty.
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 17><ACT 3><SCENE 3><49%>
<RIVERS>	<49%>
	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 guitless blood to drink.
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 18><ACT 3><SCENE 3><50%>
<RIVERS>	<50%>
	Then curs'd she Richard, then curs'd she Buckingham,
	Then curs'd she Hastings: O! remember, God,
	To hear her prayer 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.
</RIVERS>

<SPEECH 19><ACT 3><SCENE 3><50%>
<RIVERS>	<50%>
	Come, Grey, come, Vaughan; let us here embrace:
	And take our leave until we meet in heaven.
</RIVERS>

