From Complete Works of William Shakespeare (Oxford 1911)/Volume 4/The Tragedy of King Richard the Second by Oxford 1911

:First,—heaven be the record to my speech!— :In the devotion of a subject's love, :Tendering the precious safety of my prince, :And free from other misbegotten hate, :Come I appellant to this princely presence. :Now, Thomas Mowbray, do I turn to thee, :And mark my greeting well; for what I speak :My body shall make good upon this earth, :Or my divine soul answer it in heaven. :Thou art a traitor and a miscreant; :Too good to be so and too bad to live, :Since the more fair and crystal is the sky, :The uglier seem the clouds that in it fly. :Once more, the more to aggravate the note, :With a foul traitor's name stuff I thy throat; :And wish, so please my sovereign, ere I move, :What my tongue speaks, my right drawn sword may prove.

Bolingbroke Monologue from Complete Works of William Shakespeare (Oxford 1911)/Volume 4/The Tragedy of King Richard the Second

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