And soon I'll rid you from the fear of them. 76
K. Rich. Thou sing'st sweet music. Hark, come hither, Tyrrell:
Go, by this token: rise, and lend thine ear. Whispers.
There is no more but so: say it is done,
And I will love thee, and prefer thee for it. 80
Tyr. I will dispatch it straight. Exit.
[Re-]enter Buckingham.
Buck. My lord, I have consider'd in my mind
The late request that you did sound me in.
K. Rich. Well, let that rest. Dorset is fled to Richmond. 84
Buck. I hear the news, my lord.
K. Rich. Stanley, he is your wife's son: well, look to it.
Buck. My lord, I claim the gift, my due by promise,
For which your honour and your faith is pawn'd: 88
Th' earldom of Hereford and the moveables
Which you have promised I shall possess.
K. Rich. Stanley, look to your wife: if she convey
Letters to Richmond, you shall answer it. 92
Buck. What says your highness to my just request?
K. Rich. I do remember me, Henry the Sixth
Did prophesy that Richmond should be king,
When Richmond was a little peevish boy. 96
A king! perhaps—
[Buck. My lord!
K. Rich. How chance the prophet could not at that time
Have told me, I being by, that I should kill him? 100
79 There . . . so: i.e. nothing more than to carry out the whispered instructions
80 prefer: advance
88 pawn'd: pledged
91 wife; cf. n.
92 answer: answer for
94 remember me: recollect
95 prophesy; cf. n.
98–115 Cf. n.
99 How chance: how chances it that
