To Richmond. Sleep, Richmond, sleep in peace, and wake in joy; 156
Good angels guard thee from the boar's annoy!
Live, and beget a happy race of kings!
Edward's unhappy sons do bid thee flourish.
Enter the Ghost of Anne, his wife.
Ghost. To Richard. Richard, thy wife, that wretched Anne, thy wife, 160
That never slept a quiet hour with thee,
Now fills thy sleep with perturbations:
To-morrow in the battle think on me,
And fail thy edgeless sword: despair, and die! 164
To Richmond. Thou quiet soul, sleep thou a quiet sleep;
Dreams of success and happy victory!
Thy adversary's wife doth pray for thee.
Enter the Ghost of Buckingham.
Ghost. To Richard. The first was I that help'd thee to the crown; 168
The last was I felt thy tyranny.
O! in the battle think on Buckingham,
And die in terror of thy guiltiness!
Dream on, dream on, of bloody deeds and death: 172
Fainting, despair; despairing, yield thy breath!
To Richmond. I died for hope ere I could lend thee aid:
But cheer thy heart, and be thou not dismay'd:
God and good angels fight on Richmond's side; 176
And Richard fall in height of all his pride!
157 annoy: annoyance
174 for hope; cf. n.
