Richard III
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)Transcript
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Now is the winter of our discontent, made glorious summer by this Sun of York and all the clouds that lured upon our house in the deep bosom of the ocean. Buried now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths. Our bruised arms hang up for monuments. Our stern alarms change to merry meetings. Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim visage war have smoothed his wrinkled front and now instead of mounting barbed stds to fright the souls of fearful adversaries, he capers nimbly in a lady's chamber to the lascivious pleasing of a loot. I that I'm not shaped for sport of tricks nor made to court an amorous looking glass. I that I'm rudely stamped and want love's majesty to strut before I want an ambling nymph. I that I'm curtailed of this fair proportion cheated of feature by dissembling nature deformed, unfinished, sent before my time into breathing world scarce half made up. And that so lamely and unfashionable that dogs bark at me as I honked by them. Why I in this week of piping time of peace have no delight to pass away the time unless to spy my shadow in the sun and Diskant on my own deformity. And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover to entertain these fair well spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain and hate the idle pleasures of these days. Plots have I laid inductions dangerous by drunken prophecies, liables and dreams to set my brother Clarence and the king in deadly hate the one against the other. And if King Edward be as true and just as I am subtle, false and treacherous this day, should Clarence closely be mewed up about a prophecy which says that the G of Edward's heirs, the murderer shall be dive thoughts down into my soul. Here, Clarence comes.