第 13 节
作者:上访不如上网      更新:2021-04-30 16:09      字数:9322
  unjustly    must    be  spilt。  RATCLIFF。      Make     haste;  the   hour   of  death   is
  expiate。    RIVERS。      Come;     Grey;   come;    Vaughan;     let  us  here  embrace。
  Farewell; until we meet again in heaven。 Exeunt
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  SCENE 4
  London。 The Tower
  Enter   BUCKINGHAM;   DERBY;   HASTINGS;   the   BISHOP   of   ELY;
  RATCLIFF; LOVEL; with others and seat themselves at a table
  HASTINGS。   Now;   noble         peers;   the   cause  why   we   are   met   Is  to
  determine of the coronation。 In God's name speak…when is the royal day?
  BUCKINGHAM。 Is all things ready for the royal time? DERBY。 It is; and
  wants but nomination。 BISHOP OF ELY。 To…morrow then I judge a happy
  day。 BUCKINGHAM。 Who knows the Lord Protector's mind herein? Who
  is most inward with the noble Duke? BISHOP OF ELY。 Your Grace; we
  think;   should   soonest   know   his   mind。   BUCKINGHAM。   We   know   each
  other's faces; for our hearts; He knows no more of mine than I of yours; Or
  I of his; my lord; than you of mine。 Lord Hastings; you and he are near in
  love。 HASTINGS。 I thank his Grace; I know he loves me well; But for his
  purpose   in   the   coronation   I   have   not   sounded   him;   nor   he   deliver'd   His
  gracious   pleasure   any   way   therein。   But   you;   my   honourable   lords;   may
  name   the   time;   And   in   the   Duke's   behalf   I'll   give   my   voice;   Which;   I
  presume; he'll take in gentle part。
  Enter GLOUCESTER
  BISHOP   OF   ELY。   In      happy   time;   here   comes   the   Duke   himself。
  GLOUCESTER。   My   noble   lords   and   cousins   an;   good   morrow。   I   have
  been long a sleeper; but I trust My absence doth neglect no great design
  Which by my presence might have been concluded。 BUCKINGHAM。 Had
  you   not   come   upon   your   cue;   my   lord;   WILLIAM   Lord   Hastings   had
  pronounc'd      your   part…  I  mean;    your   voice   for  crowning     of  the  King。
  GLOUCESTER。   Than   my   Lord   Hastings   no   man   might   be   bolder;   His
  lordship knows me well and loves me well。 My lord of Ely; when I was
  last in Holborn I saw good strawberries in your garden there。 I do beseech
  you   send   for   some   of   them。   BISHOP  of   ELY。   Marry   and   will;   my   lord;
  with all   my heart。  Exit GLOUCESTER。  Cousin of   Buckingham; a  word
  with    you。   'Takes    him   aside'   Catesby     hath   sounded    Hastings     in  our
  business; And finds the testy gentleman so hot That he will lose his head
  ere give consent His master's child; as worshipfully he terms it; Shall lose
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  the    royalty   of  England's     throne。   BUCKINGHAM。             Withdraw      yourself
  awhile;   I'll   go   with   you。   Exeunt   GLOUCESTER   and   BUCKINGHAM
  DERBY。 We have not yet set down this day of triumph。 To…morrow; in my
  judgment; is too sudden; For I myself am not so well provided As else I
  would be; were the day prolong'd。 Re…enter the BISHOP OF ELY
  BISHOP OF ELY。 Where is my lord the Duke of Gloucester? I have
  sent for   these   strawberries。 HASTINGS。   His   Grace looks   cheerfully  and
  smooth this morning; There's some conceit or other likes him well When
  that he bids good morrow with such spirit。 I think there's never a man in
  Christendom   Can   lesser   hide   his   love   or   hate   than   he;   For   by   his   face
  straight shall you know his heart。 DERBY。 What of his heart perceive you
  in his face By any livelihood he show'd to…day? HASTINGS。 Marry; that
  with   no   man   here   he   is   offended;   For;   were   he;   he   had   shown   it   in   his
  looks。
  Re…enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM
  GLOUCESTER。   I   pray   you   all;   tell   me   what   they   deserve   That   do
  conspire my death with devilish plots Of damned witchcraft; and that have
  prevail'd    Upon     my   body    with   their  hellish   charms?     HASTINGS。        The
  tender love   I bear your   Grace;   my lord;   Makes   me   most   forward in this
  princely presence To doom th' offenders; whosoe'er they be。 I say; my lord;
  they have deserved death。 GLOUCESTER。 Then be your eyes the witness
  of their evil。 Look how I am bewitch'd; behold; mine arm Is like a blasted
  sapling     wither'd   up。   And   this   is   Edward's   wife;   that   monstrous   witch;
  Consorted   with   that   harlot   strumpet   Shore; That   by  their   witchcraft   thus
  have marked me。 HASTINGS。 If they have done this deed; my noble lord…
  GLOUCESTER。 If?…thou protector of this damned strumpet; Talk'st thou
  to me of ifs? Thou art a traitor。 Off with his head! Now by Saint Paul I
  swear I will not dine until I see the same。 Lovel and Ratcliff; look that it
  be    done。   The    rest  that  love   me;   rise  and   follow    me。   Exeunt    all  but
  HASTINGS;          LOVEL;       and    RATCLIFF        HASTINGS。         Woe;    woe;    for
  England! not   a   whit   for   me;   For   I;   too   fond;  might   have prevented   this。
  STANLEY did dream the boar did raze our helms; And I did scorn it and
  disdain   to   fly。 Three   times   to…day  my   foot…cloth   horse   did   stumble; And
  started    when    he   look'd   upon    the  Tower;    As   loath   to  bear   me   to  the
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  slaughter…house。 O; now I need the priest that spake to me! I now repent I
  told   the   pursuivant;    As   too  triumphing;     how    mine   enemies     To…day   at
  Pomfret bloodily were butcher'd; And I myself secure in grace and favour。
  O Margaret; Margaret; now thy heavy curse Is lighted on poor Hastings'
  wretched head! RATCLIFF。 Come; come; dispatch; the Duke would be at
  dinner。   Make   a   short   shrift;   he   longs   to   see   your   head。   HASTINGS。   O
  momentary grace of mortal men; Which we more hunt for than the grace
  of   God!   Who   builds   his   hope   in   air   of   your   good   looks   Lives   like   a
  drunken sailor on a mast; Ready with every nod to tumble down Into the
  fatal bowels of the deep。 LOVEL。 Come; come; dispatch; 'tis bootless to
  exclaim。 HASTINGS。 O bloody Richard! Miserable England! I prophesy
  the fearfull'st time to thee That ever wretched age hath look'd upon。 Come;
  lead me   to   the block; bear him  my  head。 They smile   at   me   who   shortly
  shall be dead。 Exeunt
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  SCENE 5。
  London。 The Tower…walls
  Enter     GLOUCESTER            and    BUCKINGHAM            in   rotten   armour;
  marvellous ill…favoured
  GLOUCESTER。   Come;   cousin;   canst   thou   quake   and   change   thy
  colour; Murder thy breath in middle of a word; And then again begin; and
  stop     again;   As    if  thou    were    distraught     and   mad     with    terror?
  BUCKINGHAM。   Tut;   I   can   counterfeit   the   deep   tragedian;   Speak   and
  look back; and pry on every side; Tremble and start at wagging of a straw;
  Intending deep suspicion。 Ghastly looks Are at my service; like enforced
  smiles;   And    both   are  ready   in   their   offices   At  any   time  to  grace  my
  stratagems。 But what; is Catesby gone? GLOUCESTER。 He is; and; see;
  he brings the mayor along。
  Enter the LORD MAYOR and CATESBY
  BUCKINGHAM。            Lord    Mayor…     GLOUCESTER。           Look     to   the
  drawbridge      there!   BUCKINGHAM。            Hark!    a  drum。    GLOUCESTER。
  Catesby; o'erlook the walls。 BUCKINGHAM。 Lord Mayor; the reason we
  have   sent…   GLOUCESTER。   Look   back;   defend   thee;   here   are   enemies。
  BUCKINGHAM。 God and our innocence defend and guard us!
  Enter LOVEL and RATCLIFF; with HASTINGS' head
  GLOUCESTER。          Be   patient;  they   are  friends…Ratcliff    and   Lovel。
  LOVEL。       Here   is  the  head  of  that  ignoble   traitor;  The   dangerous    and
  unsuspected Hastings。 GLOUCESTER。 So dear I lov'd the man that I must
  weep。 I took him for the plainest harmless creature That breath'd upon the
  earth   a   Christian;   Made   him   my   book;   wherein   my   soul   recorded   The
  history of all her secret thoughts。 So smooth he daub'd his vice with show
  of   virtue That;   his   apparent   open   guilt   omitted;   I   mean   his   conversation
  with Shore's wife… He liv'd from all attainder of suspects。 BUCKINGHAM。
  Well; well; he was the covert'st shelt'red traitor That ever liv'd。 Would you
  imagine; or almost be