The Tragedy of Richard the Third — Act 5 Scene 1

Enter Buckingham with Halberds, ledto Execution.

Buc.Will not King Richard let me speake with him?

Sher.No my good Lord, therefore be patient.

Buc.Hastings, and Edwards children, Gray & Riuers,Holy King Henry, and thy faire Sonne Edward,Vaughan, and all that haue miscarriedBy vnder-hand corrupted foule iniustice,If that your moody disconcented soules,Do through the clowds behold this present houre,Euen for reuenge mocke my destruction.This is All-soules day (Fellow) is it not?

Sher.It is.

Buc.Why then Al-soules day, is my bodies doomsdayThis is the day, which in King Edwards timeI wish'd might fall on me, when I was foundFalse to his Children, and his Wiues Allies.This is the day, wherein I wisht to fallBy the false Faith of him whom most I trusted.This, this All-soules day to my fearfull Soule,Is the determin'd respit of my wrongs:That high All-seer, which I dallied with,Hath turn'd my fained Prayer on my head,And giuen in earnest, what I begg'd in iest.Thus doth he force the swords of wicked menTo turne their owne points in their Masters bosomes.Thus Margarets curse falles heauy on my necke:When he (quoth she) shall split thy heart with sorrow,Remember Margaret was a Prophetesse:Come leade me Officers to the blocke of shame,Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame.Exeunt Buckingham with Officers.