Richard III

by: William Shakespeare

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105We know thy charge, Brakenbury, and will obey.
We know you have a job to do, Brakenbury, and we’ll do what you say.
We are the queen’s abjects and must obey.—
Brother, farewell. I will unto the king,
And whatsoe'er you will employ me in,
Were it to call King Edward’s widow “sister,”
110I will perform it to enfranchise you.
Meantime, this deep disgrace in brotherhood
Touches me deeper than you can imagine.
We are required to serve the queen, and we must obey her. Farewell, brother. I will go to the king and do whatever you want me to, even if it’s to call my brother’s wife “sister,” in order to set you free. But just so you know, I am very angry about how our own brother has treated you, angrier than you can imagine.
I know it pleaseth neither of us well.
It doesn’t make either of us happy, I know.
Well, your imprisonment shall not be long.
115I will deliver you or else lie for you.
Meantime, have patience.
Well, your imprisonment won’t last long. I will either get you out, lying if I have to, or stay in prison in your place. In the meantime, be patient.
I must perforce. Farewell.
I have no choice. Goodbye.
Exeunt CLARENCE, BRAKENBURY, and guard
CLARENCE, BRAKENBURY, and the guards exit.
Go tread the path that thou shalt ne'er return.
Simple, plain Clarence, I do love thee so
120That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven,
If heaven will take the present at our hands.
But who comes here? The new-delivered Hastings?
Go walk the path that you will never return from. Dumb, honest Clarence. I love you so much that I’ll send your soul to heaven very soon—if heaven will accept anything from me, that is. But who’s coming? The newly released Hastings?
HASTINGS enters.
Good time of day unto my gracious lord.
Good afternoon, my dear lord!
As much unto my good Lord Chamberlain.
125Well are you welcome to the open air.
How hath your lordship brooked imprisonment?
The same to you, my lord! Welcome to the open air again. How did you tolerate prison?