Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rich. The pride of Kingly sway from out my Heart.
Rich. With mine owne Teares I wash away my Balme,
Rich. With mine owne Hands I giue away my Crowne,
Rich. With mine owne Tongue denie my Sacred State,
Rich. With mine owne Breath release all dutious Oathes;
Rich. All Pompe and Maiestie I doe forsweare:
Rich. My Manors, Rents, Reuenues, I forgoe;
Rich. My Acts, Decrees, and Statutes I denie:
Rich. God pardon all Oathes that are broke to mee,
Rich. God keepe all Vowes vnbroke are made to thee.
Rich. Make me, that nothing haue, with nothing grieu'd,
Rich. And thou with all pleas'd, that hast all atchieu'd.
Rich. Long may'st thou liue in Richards Seat to sit,
Rich. And soone lye Richard in an Earthie Pit.
Rich. God saue King Henry, vn‑King'd Richard sayes,
Rich. And send him many yeeres of Sunne‑shine dayes.
Rich. What more remaines?
North. North.
North. No more: but that you reade
North. These Accusations, and these grieuous Crymes,