Bob was quite villanous and creepy as Richard wooing Norah a beleaguered Lady Anne.....Directed by D.Adriane Spunt in a whirl wind 8 week class at Brookline Adult Ed.
* Lady Anne. What black magician conjures up this fiend, To stop devoted charitable deeds? * Duke of Gloucester. Villains, set down the corse; or, by Saint Paul, 210 I'll make a corse of him that disobeys. * Duke of Gloucester. Unmanner'd dog! stand thou, when I command: Advance thy halbert higher than my breast, Or, by Saint Paul, I'll strike thee to my foot, 215 And spurn upon thee, beggar, for thy boldness. * Lady Anne. What, do you tremble? are you all afraid? Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal, And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil. * Duke of Gloucester. Sweet saint, for charity, be not so curst. * Lady Anne. Foul devil, for God's sake, hence, and trouble us not; For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell, 225 Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims. O, gentlemen, see, see! dead Henry's wounds Open their congeal'd mouths and bleed afresh! 230 * Duke of Gloucester. Lady, you know no rules of charity, Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses. * Lady Anne. Villain, thou know'st no law of God nor man: 245 No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. * Duke of Gloucester. But I know none, and therefore am no beast. * Lady Anne. O wonderful, when devils tell the truth! * Duke of Gloucester. More wonderful, when angels are so angry. Vouchsafe, divine perfection of a woman, 250 Of these supposed-evils, to give me leave, By circumstance, but to acquit myself. * Lady Anne. Vouchsafe, defused infection of a man, For these known evils, but to give me leave, By circumstance, to curse thy cursed self. 255 * Duke of Gloucester. Fairer than tongue can name thee, let me have Some patient leisure to excuse myself. * Lady Anne. Fouler than heart can think thee, thou canst make No excuse current, but to hang thyself. * Duke of Gloucester. By such despair, I should accuse myself. 260 * Lady Anne. And, by despairing, shouldst thou stand excused; For doing worthy vengeance on thyself, Which didst unworthy slaughter upon others. * Duke of Gloucester. Say that I slew them not? * Lady Anne. Why, then they are not dead: 265 But dead they are, and devilish slave, by thee. * Duke of Gloucester. I did not kill your husband. * Lady Anne. Why, then he is alive. * Duke of Gloucester. Nay, he is dead; and slain by Edward's hand. * Lady Anne. In thy foul throat thou liest: Queen Margaret saw 270 Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood; The which thou once didst bend against her breast, But that thy brothers beat aside the point. * Duke of Gloucester. I was provoked by her slanderous tongue, which laid their guilt upon my guiltless shoulders. 275 * Lady Anne. Thou wast provoked by thy bloody mind. Which never dreamt on aught but butcheries: Didst thou not kill this king? * Duke of Gloucester. I grant ye. * Lady Anne. Dost grant me, hedgehog? then, God grant me too 280 Thou mayst be damned for that wicked deed! O, he was gentle, mild, and virtuous! * Duke of Gloucester. The fitter for the King of heaven, that hath him. * Lady Anne. He is in heaven, where thou shalt never come. * Duke of Gloucester. Let him thank me, that holp to send him thither; 285 For he was fitter for that place than earth. * Lady Anne. And thou unfit for any place but hell. * Duke of Gloucester. Yes, one place else, if you will hear me name it. * Lady Anne. Some dungeon. * Duke of Gloucester. Your bed-chamber. 290 * Lady Anne. I'll rest betide the chamber where thou liest! * Duke of Gloucester. So will it, madam till I lie with you. * Lady Anne. I hope so. * Duke of Gloucester. I know so. But, gentle Lady Anne, To leave this keen encounter of our wits, 295 And fall somewhat into a slower method, Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets, Henry and Edward, As blameful as the executioner? * Lady Anne. Thou art the cause, and most accursed effect. 300 * Duke of Gloucester. Your beauty was the cause of that effect; Your beauty: which did haunt me in my sleep To undertake the death of all the world, So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom. * Lady Anne. If I thought that, I tell thee, homicide, 305 These nails should rend that beauty from my cheeks. * Duke of Gloucester. These eyes could never endure sweet beauty's wreck;
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