Reading The Tragedy of Richard the Third — William Shakespeare

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Why then Al‑soules day, is my bodies doomsday

This is the day, which in King Edwards time

I wish'd might fall on me, when I was found

False to his Children, and his Wiues Allies.

This is the day, wherein I wisht to fall

By 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 men

To 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,

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