Clarence - 1.4 Flashcards by Ruth Witter

CUE: WHY LOOKS YOUR GRACE SO HEAVILY TODAY?

O, I have pass’d a miserable night

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O, I have pass’d a miserable night

So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams,

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So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams,

That, as I am a Christian faithful man,

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That, as I am a Christian faithful man,

I would not spend another such a night,

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I would not spend another such a night,

Though ‘twere to buy a world of happy days,

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Though ‘twere to buy a world of happy days,

So full of dismal terror was the time!

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CUE: WHAT WAS YOUR DREAM? I LONG TO HEAR YOU TELL IT.

Methoughts that I had broken from the Tower,

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Methoughts that I had broken from the Tower,

And was embark’d to cross to Burgundy;

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And was embark’d to cross to Burgundy;

And, in my company, my brother Gloucester;

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And, in my company, my brother Gloucester;

Who from my cabin tempted me to walk

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Who from my cabin tempted me to walk

Upon the hatches: thence we looked toward England,

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Upon the hatches: thence we looked toward England,

And cited up a thousand fearful times,

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And cited up a thousand fearful times,

During the wars of York and Lancaster

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During the wars of York and Lancaster

That had befall’n us. As we paced along

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That had befall’n us. As we paced along

Upon the giddy footing of the hatches,

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Upon the giddy footing of the hatches,

Methought that Gloucester stumbled; and, in falling,

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Methought that Gloucester stumbled; and, in falling,

Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard,

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Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard,

Into the tumbling billows of the main.

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Into the tumbling billows of the main.

Lord, Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown!

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Lord, Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown!

What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears!

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What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears!

What ugly sights of death within mine ears!

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What ugly sights of death within mine ears!

What ugly sights of death within mine eyes!

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What ugly sights of death within mine eyes!

Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks;

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Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks;

Ten thousand men that fishes gnaw’d upon;

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Ten thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon;

Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl,

Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels,

All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea:

Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes

Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept,

As 'twere in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems

Which woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep,

And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.

CUE: AWAKED YOU NOT WITH THIS SORE AGONY?

O, no, my dream was lengthen'd after life;

O, then began the tempest to my soul,

Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood,

With that grim ferryman which poets write of,

Unto the kingdom of perpetual night.

With that, methoughts, a legion of foul fiends

Environ'd me about, and howled in mine ears

Such hideous cries, that with the very noise

I trembled waked, and for a season after

Could not believe but that I was in hell,

Such terrible impression made the dream.

CUE: I PROMISE, I AM AFRAID TO HEAR YOU TELL IT.

O Brakenbury, I have done those things,

Which now bear evidence against my soul,

For Edward's sake; and see how he requites me!

O God! if my deep prayers cannot appease thee,

But thou wilt be avenged on my misdeeds,

Yet execute thy wrath in me alone,

O, spare my guiltless wife and my poor children!

I pray thee, gentle keeper, stay by me;

My soul is heavy, and I fain would sleep.

CUE: NO, FIRST LET'S REASON WITH HIM.

Where art thou, keeper? give me a cup of wine.

CUE: YOU SHALL HAVE WINE ENOUGH, MY LORD, ANON.

In God's name, what art thou?

CUE: A MAN, AS YOU ARE.

Thy voice is thunder, but thy looks are humble.

CUE: MY VOICE IS NOW THE KING'S, MY LOOKS MINE OWN.

How darkly and how deadly dost thou speak!

Your eyes do menace me: why look you pale?

Who sent you hither? Wherefore do you come?

CUE: TO, TO, TO--

To murder me?

CUE: AY, AY.

You scarcely have the hearts to tell me so,

And therefore cannot have the hearts to do it.

Wherein, my friends, have I offended you?

CUE: OFFENDED US YOU HAVE NOT, BUT THE KING.

I shall be reconciled to him again.

CUE: NEVER, MY LORD; THEREFORE PREPARE TO DIE

Are you call'd forth from out a world of men

To slay the innocent? What is my offence?

Where are the evidence that do accuse me?

What lawful quest have given their verdict up

Unto the frowning judge? or who pronounced

The bitter sentence of poor Clarence' death?

CUE: AND HE THAT HATH COMMANDED IS THE KING

Erroneous vassal! the great King of kings

Hath in the tables of his law commanded

That thou shalt do no murder: and will thou, then,

Spurn at his edict and fulfil a man's?

Take heed; for he holds vengeance in his hands,

To hurl upon their heads that break his law.

CUE: WHEN THOU HAST BROKE IT IN SO DEAR DEGREE?

Alas! for whose sake did I that ill deed?

For Edward, for my brother, for his sake: Why sirs,

He sends ye not to murder me for this

For in this sin he is as deep as I.

If God will be revenged for this deed.

O, know you yet, he doth it publicly,

Take not the quarrel from his powerful arm,

He needs no indirect nor lawless course

To cut off those that have offended him.

Oh, if you love my brother, hate not me;

I am his brother, and I love him well.

If you be hired for meed, go back again,

And I will send you to my brother Gloucester,

Who shall send you to my brother Gloucester,

Who shall reward you better for my life

Than Edward will for tidings of my death.

CUE: YOU ARE DECEIVED, YOUR BROTHER GLOUCESTER HATES YOU.

O, do not slander him, for he is kind.

CUE: 'TIS HE THAT SENT US HITHER NOW TO SLAUGHTER THEE.

It cannot be; for when I parted with him,

He hugg'd me in his arms, and swore, with sobs,

That he would labour my delivery.

CUE: FROM THIS WORLD'S THRALDOM TO THE JOYS OF HEAVEN.

Relent, and save your souls.

CUE: RELENT! 'TIS COWARDLY AND WOMANISH

Not to relent if beastly, savage, devilish

Which of you, if you were a prince's son

Being pent from liberty, as I am now,

if two such murderers as yourselves came to you,

Would not enreat for life?

My friend, I spy some pity in thy looks:

O, if thine eye be not a flatterer,

Come thou on my side, and entreat for me,

As you would beg, were you in my distress

A begging prince what beggar pities not?