<SPEECH 1><ACT 5><SCENE 3><91%>
<GHOST>	<91%>
<STAGE DIR>
<To King Richard.>
</STAGE DIR> Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow!
	Think how thou stab'dst me in my prime of youth
	At Tewksbury: despair, therefore, and die!
	Be cheerful, Richmond; for the wronged souls
	Of butcher'd princes fight in thy behalf:
	King Henry's issue, Richmond, comforts thee.

</GHOST>

<SPEECH 2><ACT 5><SCENE 3><92%>
<GHOST>	<92%>
<STAGE DIR>
<To King Richard.>
</STAGE DIR> When I was mortal, my anointed body
	By thee was punched full of deadly holes:
	Think on the Tower and me; despair and die!
	Henry the Sixth bids thee despair and die.
<STAGE DIR>
<To Richmond.>
</STAGE DIR> Virtuous and holy, be thou conqueror!
	Harry, that prophesied thou shouldst be the king,
	Doth comfort thee in thy sleep: live thou and flourish!

</GHOST>

<SPEECH 3><ACT 5><SCENE 3><92%>
<GHOST>	<92%>
<STAGE DIR>
<To King Richard.>
</STAGE DIR> Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow!
	I, that was wash'd to death with fulsome wine,
	Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death!
	To-morrow in the battle think on me,
	And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die!
<STAGE DIR>
<To Richmond.>
</STAGE DIR> Thou offspring of the house of Lancaster,
	The wronged heirs of York do pray for thee:
	Good angels guard thy battle! live, and flourish!

</GHOST>

<SPEECH 4><ACT 5><SCENE 3><92%>
<GHOST>	<92%>
<STAGE DIR>
<To King Richard.>
</STAGE DIR> Bloody and guilty, guiltily awake;
	And in a bloody battle end thy days!
	Think on Lord Hastings, so despair, and die!—
<STAGE DIR>
<To Richmond.>
</STAGE DIR> Quiet, untroubled soul, awake, awake!
	Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake!

</GHOST>

<SPEECH 5><ACT 5><SCENE 3><93%>
<GHOST>	<93%>
<STAGE DIR>
<To King Richard.>
</STAGE DIR> Richard, thy wife, that wretched Anne thy wife,
	That never slept a quiet hour with thee,
	Now fills thy sleep with perturbations:
	To-morrow in the battle think on me,
	And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die!
<STAGE DIR>
<To Richmond.>
</STAGE DIR> Thou quiet soul, sleep thou a quiet sleep;
	Dream of success and happy victory!
	Thy adversary's wife doth pray for thee.

</GHOST>

<SPEECH 6><ACT 5><SCENE 3><93%>
<GHOST>	<93%>
<STAGE DIR>
<To King Richard.>
</STAGE DIR> The first was I that help'd thee to the crown;
	The last was I that felt thy tyranny.
	O! in the battle think on Buckingham,
	And die in terror of thy guiltiness!
	Dream on, dream on, of bloody deeds and death:
	Fainting, despair; despairing, yield thy breath!
<STAGE DIR>
<To Richmond.>
</STAGE DIR> I died for hope ere I could lend thee aid:
	But cheer thy heart, and be thou not dismay'd:
	God and good angels fight on Richmond's side;
	And Richard falls in height of all his pride.
</GHOST>

