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William Shakespeare's Richard III

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Description

Short selection from a radio broadcast of William Shakespeare's Richard the III.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English (North American)

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
I did not kill your husband, then he is alive. Nay, he is dead and slain by Edward's hand in thy foul throat! Thou liest! Queen Margaret saw thy murderous falcon smoking in his blood which thou once did spend against her breast. But that thy brothers beat aside. The point I was provoked by her slanderous tongue, which laid their guilt upon my guiltless shoulders. Was provoked by thy bloody mind which never dreamt on aught but butchery. Didst thou not kill this king? I grant you. Just grant me hedgehog! Then God grant me too! Thou mayst be damned for that wicked deed! He was gentle, mild, and virtuous, the fitter for the King of Heaven that hath him. He is in heaven where thou shalt never come! Let him thank me. That hope to send him thither, for he was fitter for that place than earth. And thou unfit for any place but ****! Yes! One place else, if you will hear me name it some dungeon, your bedchamber ill rest, betide the chamber where thou liest! So will it madam, until I lie with you? I hope so. I know so, but gentle Lady, anne to leave this keen encounter of our wits, and fall somewhat into a slower method is not the cause of the timeless deaths of these plantation. It's Henry and Edward as blame fel as the executioner. Thou art! The cause, and most accursed effect. 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! If I thought that I tell the homicide! These nails should rend that beauty from my cheeks! These eyes could not endure. Sweet Beauty's wreck. You should not blemish it, if I stood by as all the world is cheered by the sun. So I by that it is my day, my life, black night, or shade by day, and death. Thy life curse not thyself, fair creature! Thou art both. I would. I were to be revenged on the It is a quarrel, most unnatural to be revenged on him. That love with you! It is a quarrel just and reasonable to be revenged on him! That slew my husband! He that bereft the lady of the husband! Did it to help the to a better husband is better. Does not breathe upon the earth he lives that loves the better than he could. Where is he here? Why dost thou spit at me? Would it were mortal poison for thy sake never came poison from so sweet a place never hung poison on a fouler toad out of my sight! Thou dost infect mine! Eyes thine eyes! Sweet lady have infected mine! Would they were basilisk to strike the dead! Why would they were that? I might die at once? For now they kill me with a living death! Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears shamed their aspect with store of childish drops! These eyes that never shed remorseful tear. I never sued to friend, nor enemy. My tongue could never learn sweet smoothing word. But now your beauty is proposed, my fee. My proud heart sues and prompts my tongue to speak, teach not thy lips such scorn, for they were made for kissing lady, not for such contempt! If thy revengeful heart cannot forgive. Lo here I lend thee this sharp pointed sword. Which, if thou pleased to hide in this true bosom, and let soul the soul forth, that a Dorothy! I lay it naked to the deadly stroke, and humbly beg the death upon my knee. They do not pause, for I did kill King Henry! But twas thy beauty that provoked me! They now dispatch twas I that stabbed young Edward. But twas thy heavenly face that set me on! Take up the sword, or take up me! Arise dissembler! Though I wish thy death will not be that executioner, then bid me kill myself, and I will do it! I have already! That was in my rage. Speak it again! And even with the word, that hand which for thy love to kill thy love shall, for thy love kill a far truer love to both their deaths, thou shalt be accessory! Why would I knew thy heart just figured in my tongue, I fear me! Both are false! Then never man was true! Put up your sword! Say, then my peace is made, that shall you know hereafter! Shall I live in hope! All men, I hope live so. It's safe to wear! This ring to take is not to give look how this ring encompasses finger. Even so thy breast, and close with my poor heart, where both of them, for both of them are teens. And if thy poor devoted supplement may but beg one favor thy gracious hand, thou just confirm his happiness forever. What is it that it would please the leave these sad designs to him that hath more cause to be a mourner? And after I have solemnly entered this noble king and wet his grave with my repentant tears, I will with all expedient duty, see you for diverse, unknown reasons. I beseech you grant me this boon with all my heart, and much it joys me to to see you are become so penitent, bid me farewell, which is more than you deserve. But since you teach me how to flatter you, imagine I have said farewell already was ever a woman in this humor, wooed! Was ever a woman in this humor one. I'll have her, but I will not keep her long