Cuts for Act 4, Scene 3

Rules for cuts:
If possible, we will provide the entire speech that contains the cuts.  If a
cut goes across speeches, we will provide enough before and after to show
how it fits in context.  We will provide the page number and the line # where
we start the current speech (not the line where the cuts begin).  If a speech contains
several cuts, we will indicate them in the same section and not one at a time.  If
a whole section of the scene contains suts, we will not break it up, but keep
the section intact and indicate cuts throughout the section.

Cuts are preceded by a '[' and end with a ']'.  If multiple speeches are cut, each
speech will be bracketed separately.

Special Note:
Possible cuts are indicated by a '{' and a '}'.  These may be cut at a later time
but are currently uncut.

Page 104 - Top of scene.


The tyrannous and bloody act is done.
The most arch deed of piteous massacre
That ever yet this land was guilty of.
Dighton and Forrest, whom I did suborn
To do this ruthless piece of butchery,
Although they were flesh'd villains, bloody dogs,
Melted with tenderness and mild compassion
Wept like two children in their deaths' sad stories.
{'Lo, thus' quoth Dighton, 'lay the gentle babes:'
'Thus, thus,' quoth Forrest, 'girdling one another
Within their alabaster innocent arms:
Their lips were four red roses on a stalk,
Which in their summer beauty kiss'd each other.
A book of prayers on their pillow lay;
Which once,' quoth Forrest, 'almost changed my mind;
But O! the devil'--there the villain stopp'd
When Dighton thus told on: 'We smothered
The most replenished sweet work of nature,
That from the prime creation e'er she framed.'}
Hence both are gone with conscience and remorse;
They could not speak; and so I left them both,
To bear this tidings to the bloody king.
[And here he comes. All health, my sovereign lord!]
Page 105 - after line 30


Come to me, Tyrrel, soon at after supper,
[And thou shalt tell the process of their death.
Meantime, but think how I may do thee good,]
And be inheritor of thy desire.
Farewell till soon.
I humbly take my leave.
[The son of Clarence have I pent up close;
His daughter meanly have I match'd in marriage;]
The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham's bosom,
And Anne my wife hath bid the world good night.
Now, for I know the Breton Richmond aims
At young Elizabeth, my brother's daughter,
And, by that knot, looks proudly on the crown,
To her I go, a jolly thriving wooer.

Page 106 - after line 48


[Ely with Richmond troubles me more near
Than Buckingham and his rash-levied army.]
Come, I have heard that fearful commenting
Is leaden servitor to dull delay;
[Delay leads impotent and snail-paced beggary
Then fiery expedition be my wing,
Jove's Mercury, and herald for a king!]
Come, muster men. My counsel is my shield;
We must be brief when traitors brave the field.