Would he(Edward) were wasted, marrow, bones, and all, That from his loins no hopeful branch may spring, To cross me from the golden time I look for! And yet, between my soul's desire and me, (The lustful Edward's title burried,) Is Clarence, Henry, and his son young Edward, And all the unlook'd-for issue of their bodies, To take their rooms, ere I can place myself;(Henry VI. 33 P. III. 3.) The reason of his anger is not, as it might have been supposed, that he thinks Lady Grey of too low a family as to be his brother's queen, no, his wicked heart begins to covet his brother's crown. He has been hoping Edward would soon waste his life py his profligacy, but if his brother now marries, there will perhaps be an heir, and then his prospects grow much less than they are now when already too many heads are in his way. Therefore these curses against his brother! He considers, moreover, the crown a compensation due to him because his deformity makes him unfit for love in which otherwise he would have found his delight. Then, since this earth affords no joy to me But to command, to check, to o'erbear such As are of better person than myself, Tll make my heaven to dream upon the crown: And, whiles I live, to account this world but hell, Until my mis-shap'd trunk, that bears this head, Be round impaled with a glorious crown.. And yet I know not how to get the crown, For many lives stand between me and home—(Henry VI. 3 P. III. 3.) Although Richard is not decided yet how he will get rid of all those that stand between him and the crown, about the means he is going to use he is in no perplexity. When it is necessary, Pll hew my way out with a bloody axe“, he says, and has still other means at his command. Why, I can smile, and murther whiles I smile; And cry, content, to that which grieves my heart; And wet my cheeks with artificial tpears, And frame my face to all occasions. PIl drown more sailors than the mermaid shall; I'l slay more gazers than the basilisk; P'll play the orator as well as Nestor; Deceive more slily than Ulysses could; And, like a Sinon, take another Troy: I can add colours to the cameleon; 11 Change shapes with Proteus, for advantages, re gi vI And set the murtherous Machiavel to school. Can I do this, and cannot yet a crown? Tut! were it further off Ill pluck it down. It certainly would rather be a wonder if a man with such principles. and such wonderful-