Speeches (Lines) for Lord (Earl) Rivers
in "Richard III"

Total: 24

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# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text

1

I,3,460

Have patience, madam: there's no doubt his majesty
Will soon recover his accustom'd health.

2

I,3,466

No other harm but loss of such a lord.

3

I,3,473

Is it concluded that he shall be protector?

4

I,3,490

Saw you the king to-day, my Lord of Derby?

5

I,3,515

To whom in all this presence speaks your grace?

6

I,3,554

She may, my lord, for—

7

I,3,561

What, marry, may she?

8

I,3,608

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.

9

I,3,649

Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported.

10

I,3,717

Were you well served, you would be taught your duty.

11

I,3,773

And so doth mine: I muse why she's at liberty.

12

I,3,784

A virtuous and a Christian-like conclusion,
To pray for them that have done scathe to us.

13

I,3,794

Madam, we will attend your grace.

14

II,1,1129

By heaven, my heart is purged from grudging hate:
And with my hand I seal my true heart's love.

15

II,1,1137

And I, as I love Hastings with my heart!

16

II,1,1206

Who knows not he is dead! who knows he is?

17

II,2,1368

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.

18

II,2,1396

Why with some little train, my Lord of Buckingham?

19

II,2,1407

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 urged:
Therefore I say with noble Buckingham,
That it is meet so few should fetch the prince.

20

III,3,1920

Sir Richard Ratcliff, let me tell thee this:
To-day shalt thou behold a subject die
For truth, for duty, and for loyalty.

21

III,3,1927

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 guiltless blood to drink.

22

III,3,1935

Then cursed she Hastings, then cursed she Buckingham,
Then cursed she Richard. O, remember, God
To hear her prayers 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.

23

III,3,1942

Come, Grey, come, Vaughan, let us all embrace:
And take our leave, until we meet in heaven.

24

V,3,3623

[To KING RICHARD III]
Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow,
Rivers. that died at Pomfret! despair, and die!

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