{"id":2286,"date":"2013-04-16T10:28:11","date_gmt":"2013-04-16T14:28:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/?page_id=2286"},"modified":"2013-04-16T10:28:35","modified_gmt":"2013-04-16T14:28:35","slug":"richard-iii-act-i-scene-i-epic-theater-ensemble","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/?page_id=2286","title":{"rendered":"Richard III: Act I, Scene i Epic Theater Ensemble"},"content":{"rendered":"

Richard III.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Act 1, Scene 1.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Richard
\n<\/strong><\/p>\n

(This text is featured in our interview with Jim Wallert and Ron Russell<\/a>)<\/p>\n

Gloucester:
\n1\u00a0 Now is the winter of our discontent
\n2\u00a0 Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
\n3\u00a0 And all the clouds that lour’d upon our house
\n4\u00a0 In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
\n5\u00a0 Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;
\n6\u00a0 Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
\n7\u00a0 Our stern alarums chang’d to merry meetings,
\n8\u00a0 Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
\n9\u00a0 Grim-visag’d war hath smooth’d his wrinkled front;
\n10\u00a0 And now,–instead of mounting barbed steeds
\n11\u00a0 To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,–
\n12\u00a0 He capers nimbly in a lady’s chamber
\n13\u00a0 To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
\n14\u00a0 But I,–that am not shap’d for sportive tricks,
\n15\u00a0 Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;
\n16\u00a0 I, that am rudely stamp’d, and want love’s majesty
\n17\u00a0 To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
\n18\u00a0 I, that am curtail’d of this fair proportion,
\n19\u00a0 Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
\n20\u00a0 Deform’d, unfinish’d, sent before my time
\n21\u00a0 Into this breathing world scarce half made up,
\n22\u00a0 And that so lamely and unfashionable
\n23\u00a0 That dogs bark at me as I halt by them;–
\n24\u00a0 Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,
\n25\u00a0 Have no delight to pass away the time,
\n26\u00a0 Unless to spy my shadow in the sun,
\n27\u00a0 And descant on mine own deformity:
\n28\u00a0 And therefore,–since I cannot prove a lover,
\n29\u00a0 To entertain these fair well-spoken days,–
\n30\u00a0 I am determined to prove a villain,
\n31\u00a0 And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
\n32\u00a0 Then, since this earth affords no joy to me,
\n33\u00a0 I’ll make my heaven to dream upon the crown,
\n34\u00a0 Why, I can smile, and murder whiles I smile,
\n35\u00a0 And wet my cheeks with artificial tears,
\n36\u00a0 And frame my face to all occasions.<\/strong>
\n37\u00a0 Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous,
\n38\u00a0 By drunken prophecies, libels, and dreams,
\n39\u00a0 To set my brother Clarence and the king
\n40\u00a0 In deadly hate the one against the other:
\n41\u00a0 And if King Edward be as true and just
\n42\u00a0 As I am subtle, false, and treacherous,
\n43\u00a0 This day should Clarence closely be mew’d up,–
\n44\u00a0 About a prophecy which says that G
\n45\u00a0 Of Edward’s heirs the murderer shall be.
\n46\u00a0 Dive, thoughts, down to my soul:–here Clarence comes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Richard III.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Act 1, Scene 1.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Richard (This text is featured in our interview with Jim Wallert and Ron Russell) Gloucester: 1\u00a0 Now is the winter of our discontent 2\u00a0 Made glorious summer by this sun of York; 3\u00a0 And all the clouds that lour’d upon our house 4\u00a0 In the deep bosom of the<\/p>\n [...]<\/a>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-2286","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","post-seq-1","post-parity-odd","meta-position-line-bottom","fix"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/P2Frfq-AS","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2286","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2286"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2286\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2316,"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2286\/revisions\/2316"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2286"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}