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Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once;
And He that might the vantage best have took
Found out the remedy. How would you be,
If He, which is the top of judgment, should
But judge you as you are?

      — Measure for Measure, Act II Scene 2

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1

Richard III
[II, 1]

Richard III (Duke of Gloucester)

1170

Good morrow to my sovereign king and queen:
And, princely peers, a happy time of day!

2

Richard III
[II, 1]

Richard III (Duke of Gloucester)

1176

A blessed labour, my most sovereign liege:
Amongst this princely heap, if any here,
By false intelligence, or wrong surmise,
Hold me a foe;
If I unwittingly, or in my rage,
Have aught committed that is hardly borne
By any in this presence, I desire
To reconcile me to his friendly peace:
'Tis death to me to be at enmity;
I hate it, and desire all good men's love.
First, madam, I entreat true peace of you,
Which I will purchase with my duteous service;
Of you, my noble cousin Buckingham,
If ever any grudge were lodged between us;
Of you, Lord Rivers, and, Lord Grey, of you;
That without desert have frown'd on me;
Dukes, earls, lords, gentlemen; indeed, of all.
I do not know that Englishman alive
With whom my soul is any jot at odds
More than the infant that is born to-night
I thank my God for my humility.

3

Richard III
[II, 1]

Queen Elizabeth

1197

A holy day shall this be kept hereafter:
I would to God all strifes were well compounded.
My sovereign liege, I do beseech your majesty
To take our brother Clarence to your grace.

4

Richard III
[II, 1]

Marquis of Dorset

1221

A boon, my sovereign, for my service done!

5

Richard III
[II, 1]

Marquis of Dorset

1225

The forfeit, sovereign, of my servant's life;
Who slew to-day a righteous gentleman
Lately attendant on the Duke of Norfolk.

6

Richard III
[III, 1]

Richard III (Duke of Gloucester)

1568

Welcome, dear cousin, my thoughts' sovereign
The weary way hath made you melancholy.

7

Richard III
[III, 1]

Richard III (Duke of Gloucester)

1681

He may command me as my sovereign;
But you have power in me as in a kinsman.

8

Richard III
[IV, 2]

Duke of Buckingham

2582

My gracious sovereign?

9

Richard III
[IV, 2]

Sir James Tyrrel

2662

Prove me, my gracious sovereign.

10

Richard III
[IV, 3]

Sir James Tyrrel

2727

The tyrannous and bloody deed is done.
The most arch of piteous massacre
That ever yet this land was guilty of.
Dighton and Forrest, whom I did suborn
To do this ruthless piece of butchery,
Although they were flesh'd villains, bloody dogs,
Melting with tenderness and kind compassion
Wept like two children in their deaths' sad stories.
'Lo, thus' quoth Dighton, 'lay those tender babes:'
'Thus, thus,' quoth Forrest, 'girdling one another
Within their innocent alabaster arms:
Their lips were four red roses on a stalk,
Which in their summer beauty kiss'd each other.
A book of prayers on their pillow lay;
Which once,' quoth Forrest, 'almost changed my mind;
But O! the devil'—there the villain stopp'd
Whilst Dighton thus told on: 'We smothered
The most replenished sweet work of nature,
That from the prime creation e'er she framed.'
Thus both are gone with conscience and remorse;
They could not speak; and so I left them both,
To bring this tidings to the bloody king.
And here he comes.
[Enter KING RICHARD III]
All hail, my sovereign liege!

11

Richard III
[IV, 4]

Richard III (Duke of Gloucester)

3162

Say, I, her sovereign, am her subject love.

12

Richard III
[IV, 4]

Sir Richard Ratcliff

3249

My gracious sovereign, on the western coast
Rideth a puissant navy; to the shore
Throng many doubtful hollow-hearted friends,
Unarm'd, and unresolved to beat them back:
'Tis thought that Richmond is their admiral;
And there they hull, expecting but the aid
Of Buckingham to welcome them ashore.

13

Richard III
[IV, 4]

Sir William Catesby

3266

First, mighty sovereign, let me know your mind,
What from your grace I shall deliver to him.

14

Richard III
[IV, 4]

Sir William Stanley

3289

I know not, mighty sovereign, but by guess.

15

Richard III
[IV, 4]

Richard III (Duke of Gloucester)

3308

Cold friends to Richard: what do they in the north,
When they should serve their sovereign in the west?

16

Richard III
[IV, 4]

Sir William Stanley

3310

They have not been commanded, mighty sovereign:
Please it your majesty to give me leave,
I'll muster up my friends, and meet your grace
Where and what time your majesty shall please.

17

Richard III
[IV, 4]

Sir William Stanley

3316

Most mighty sovereign,
You have no cause to hold my friendship doubtful:
I never was nor never will be false.

18

Richard III
[IV, 4]

Messenger

3326

My gracious sovereign, now in Devonshire,
As I by friends am well advertised,
Sir Edward Courtney, and the haughty prelate
Bishop of Exeter, his brother there,
With many more confederates, are in arms.

19

Richard III
[V, 3]

Duke of Norfolk

3815

A good direction, warlike sovereign.
This found I on my tent this morning.

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