WEBVTT 00:01.201 --> 00:05.305 align:left position:20% line:83% size:70% Hear me, you wrangling pirates, that do fall out 00:05.305 --> 00:07.607 align:left position:20% line:83% size:70% In sharing that which you have pill'd from me! 00:10.043 --> 00:13.179 align:left position:20% line:83% size:70% Which of you trembles not that looks on me? 00:13.179 --> 00:14.914 align:left position:10% line:83% size:80% If not, that, I being queen, you bow like subjects, 00:16.716 --> 00:19.552 align:left position:10% line:83% size:80% Yet that, by you deposed, you quake like rebels? 00:21.654 --> 00:23.623 align:left position:20% line:83% size:70% O gentle villain, do not turn away! 00:26.359 --> 00:31.097 align:left position:10% line:83% size:80% Foul wrinkled witch, what makest thou in my sight? 00:33.400 --> 00:38.638 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% But repetition of what thou hast marr'd; That will I make before I let thee go. 00:38.638 --> 00:40.540 align:left position:20% line:83% size:70% Wert thou not banished on pain of death? 00:42.308 --> 00:45.545 align:left position:40% line:89% size:50% I was. 00:45.545 --> 00:53.686 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% But I do find more pain in banishment Than death can yield me here by my abode. 00:53.686 --> 01:03.663 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% A husband and a son thou owest to me; And thou a kingdom; all of you allegiance: 01:03.663 --> 01:11.704 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% The sorrow that I have, by right is yours, And all the pleasures you usurp are mine. 01:11.704 --> 01:20.280 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% What were you snarling all before I came, Ready to catch each other by the throat, 01:20.280 --> 01:28.788 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% And turn you now all your hatred now on me? Can curses pierce the cloud and enter heaven? 01:28.788 --> 01:34.027 align:left position:10% line:83% size:80% Why, then, give way, dull clouds, to my quick curses! 01:34.027 --> 01:41.267 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% Thy son, that now is Prince of Wales, For our son, that was Prince of Wales, 01:41.267 --> 01:46.539 align:left position:20% line:83% size:70% Die in his youth by like untimely violence! 01:46.539 --> 01:53.513 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% Thyself a queen, for me that was a queen, Outlive thy glory, like my wretched self! 01:53.513 --> 01:58.418 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% And see another, as I see thee now, Deck'd in thy rights, as thou art stall'd in mine! 01:58.418 --> 02:04.757 align:left position:20% line:83% size:70% Long mayst thou live to wail thy children's death; 02:04.757 --> 02:10.163 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% And, after many hours of grief, Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen! 02:10.163 --> 02:12.999 align:left position:10% line:83% size:80% Have done thy charm, thou hateful wither'd hag! 02:14.968 --> 02:24.010 align:left position:10% line:83% size:80% And leave out thee? Stay, dog, for thou shalt hear me. 02:24.010 --> 02:29.949 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% If heaven have any grievous plague in store Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee, 02:29.949 --> 02:37.957 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% O, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe, And then hurl down their indignation 02:37.957 --> 02:41.794 align:left position:20% line:83% size:70% On thee, the troubler of the poor world's peace! 02:41.794 --> 02:49.636 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% The worm of conscience still begnaw thy soul! No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine, 02:49.636 --> 02:55.742 align:left position:20% line:77% size:70% Unless it be that some tormenting dream Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils! 02:55.742 --> 03:02.148 align:left position:20% line:83% size:70% Thou elvish-mark'd, abortive, rooting hog! 03:02.148 --> 03:06.452 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% Thou that wast seal'd in thy nativity The slave of nature and the son of hell! 03:06.452 --> 03:11.090 align:left position:20% line:83% size:70% Thou slander of thy mother's heavy womb! 03:11.090 --> 03:15.795 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% Thou loathed issue of thy father's loins! Thou rag of honour! thou detested 03:15.795 --> 03:16.563 align:left position:30% line:83% size:60% - Margaret. - Richard! 03:19.766 --> 03:22.735 align:left position:30% line:89% size:60% I call thee not. 03:22.735 --> 03:25.371 align:left position:10% line:77% size:80% I cry thee mercy then, for I had thought That thou hadst call'd me all these bitter names.