A horse! A horse! My kingdom for a horse! An English Tale

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Poor painted queen, vain flourish of my fortune, 

Why strew'st thou sugar on that bottled spider, 

Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about? 

Fool, fool, thou whet'st a knife to kill thyself.

The day will come that thou shalt wish for me

To help thee curse that poisonous bunch-backed toad

RICHARD

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RICHARD

Have done thy charm, thou hateful, withered hag.    

QUEEN MARGARET

And leave out thee? Stay, dog, for thou shalt hear me.

If heaven have any grievous plague in store

Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee,

O, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe

And then hurl down their indignation

On thee, the troubler of the poor world's peace.

The worm of conscience still begnaw thy soul.

Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou liv'st,

And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends.

No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine,

Unless it be while some tormenting dream

Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils.

Thou elvish-marked, abortive, rooting hog [

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QUEEN MARGARET

O, but remember this another day,

When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow,

And say poor Margaret was a prophetess.—

Live each of you the subjects to his hate,

And he to yours, and all of you to God's.

Al Pacino, interviewé par Lawrence Grobel: When I was a young actor, I hoped to go unnoticed. I only hoped that they would say I was adequate, which I thought was better than being told I was lousy. That's where I was coming from

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