Richard III Quotes
Lord William Hastings, Prime Minister: If she hath done this deed, my lord...
Richard III: If! Thou protector of this damned strumpet, talk'st thou to me of if? Thou art a traitor! Off with his head. By St Paul I shall not dine until I see the same. Those who love me stand and follow me!
James Tyrell, Richard's Chief Henchman: [to Hastings] His grace would have dinner.
Richard III: If! Thou protector of this damned strumpet, talk'st thou to me of if? Thou art a traitor! Off with his head. By St Paul I shall not dine until I see the same. Those who love me stand and follow me!
James Tyrell, Richard's Chief Henchman: [to Hastings] His grace would have dinner.
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Queen Elizabeth: Shall I be tempted by the devil thus?
Richard III: Yes, if the devil tempts you to do good.
Richard III: Yes, if the devil tempts you to do good.
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Richard III: Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy; I did not see your Grace. Humbly on my knee I crave your blessing.
Duchess of York: God bless thee; and put meeknes in thy breast, love, charity, obediance and true duty!
Richard III: Amen; [aside]
Richard III: and make me die a good old man! That is the butt-end of a mother's blessing.
Duchess of York: God bless thee; and put meeknes in thy breast, love, charity, obediance and true duty!
Richard III: Amen; [aside]
Richard III: and make me die a good old man! That is the butt-end of a mother's blessing.
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Richard III: I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid shall,I'll slay more glazers than the basilisk,I'll play the orator as well as Nestor,Deceive more slyly than Ulysses could,And, like a Sinon, take another Troy,I can add colours to the chameleon,Change shapes with Proteus for advantages,And set the murderous Machiavel to school.Can I do this,and cannot get a crown?Tut were it farther off,I'll pluck it down.
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Richard: Now is the winter of our discontent, made glorious summer by this sun of York, And all the clouds that glower'd upon our house in the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths, our bruised arms hung up for monuments, our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim vised war has smoothed his wrinkled front And now instead of mounting barbed steeds to fright the souls of fearful adversaries he capers nimbly in a lady's chamber to the lascivious pleasing of a lute! But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks nor made to court an amorous looking glass, I that am rudely stamped and want love's majesty to strut before a wanton ambling nymph, I that am curtailed of fair proportion, cheated of feature by dissembling nature deformed, unfinished, sent before my time into breathing world scarce half made up and so lamely and unfashionable that dogs do bark at me as I halt by them...
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