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Samuel Johnson [1765], The plays of William Shakespeare, in eight volumes, with the corrections and illustrations of Various Commentators; To which are added notes by Sam. Johnson (Printed for J. and R. Tonson [and] C. Corbet [etc.], London) [word count] [S11001].
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SCENE III. Changes to Bosworth Field. Enter King Richard in arms, with Norfolk, Surrey, Ratcliff, Catesby, and others.

K. Rich.
Here pitch our Tents, even here in Bosworth field.
My Lord of Surrey, why look you so sad?

Surr.
My heart is ten times lighter than my looks.

K. Rich.
My Lord of Norfolk,—

Nor.
Here, most gracious Liege.

K. Rich.
Norfolk, we must have knocks: ha, must we not?

Nor.
We must both give and take, my gracious Lord.

K. Rich.
Up with my tent, here will I lie to night;
But where to morrow?—well, all's one for that.
—Who hath descry'd the number of the traitors?

Nor.
Six, or sev'n thousand is their utmost Power.

K. Rich.
Why, our Battalion trebles that account;
Besides, the King's name is a tower of strength,
Which they upon the adverse faction want.
Up with the tent. Come, noble gentlemen,
Let us survey the vantage of the ground.
Call for some men of 7 notesound direction;
Let's want no discipline, make no delay,
For, Lords, to morrow is a busy day.
[Exeunt.

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SCENE changes to another Part of Bosworth field. Enter Richmond, Sir William Brandon, Oxford, and Dorset.

Richm.
The weary Sun hath made a golden Set,
And, by the bright tract of his fiery car,
Gives signal of a goodly day to-morrow.
—Sir William Brandon, you shall bear my standard;
The Earl of Pembroke keep his regiment;
—Good Captain Blunt, bear my good night to him;
And by the second hour in the morning
Desire the Earl to see me in my tent.
—Yet one thing more, good Blunt, before thou goest;
Where is Lord Stanley quarter'd, dost thou know?

Blunt.
Unless I have mista'en his quarters much,
Which well I am assur'd, I have not done,
His regiment lies half a mile at least
South from the mighty power of the King.

Richm.
If without peril it be possible,
Sweet Blunt, make some good means to speak with him,
And give him from me this most needful Note.

Blunt.
Upon my life, my Lord, I'll undertake it.

Richm.
* noteGive me some ink and paper; in my tent
I'll draw the form and model of our battle,
Limit each leader to his several charge,
And part in just proportion our small strength.
Let us consult upon to-morrow's business.
—In to our tent, the air is raw and cold.
[They withdraw into the tent.

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Samuel Johnson [1765], The plays of William Shakespeare, in eight volumes, with the corrections and illustrations of Various Commentators; To which are added notes by Sam. Johnson (Printed for J. and R. Tonson [and] C. Corbet [etc.], London) [word count] [S11001].
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