Richmond addresses his captains in Act 5 Scene 2 of Shakespeare's Richard III.

Richard III Act 5, Scene 2: Retold in Modern English Verse

Richmond marches on the boar

Richmond addresses his captains on the march. They have come through the heart of England unopposed, Stanley has sent letters of encouragement, and the usurping boar that spoils the country lies near Leicester, a day’s march from Tamworth. Oxford, Herbert and Blunt agree that Richard’s friends are friends only for fear and will desert him in his need.

Characters appearing: Henry, Earl of Richmond | Oxford | Herbert | Blunt

Key themes: Fate vs Free Will | Conscience and Guilt | Power and Ambition

THE CAMP NEAR TAMWORTH.

[ENTER RICHMOND, OXFORD, SIR JAMES BLUNT, SIR WALTER HERBERT, AND OTHERS, WITH DRUM AND COLOURS.]

HENRY, EARL OF RICHMOND

Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends,

My fellow soldiers, and my dearest friends,

Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny,

Who’ve suffered under Richard’s tyranny,

Thus far into the bowels of the land

We’ve made it to this land’s interior

Have we marched on without impediment;

And marched here without any opposition;

And here receive we from our father Stanley

And we’ve got news from my stepfather, Stanley,

Lines of fair comfort and encouragement.

That brings us comfort and encouragement.

The wretched, bloody, and usurping boar,

The boar that stole this land unlawfully,

That spoiled your summer fields and fruitful vines,

That wrecked your summer fields and fertile vineyards,

Swills your warm blood like wash and makes his trough

That gargles with your blood and makes a trough

In your embowelled bosoms – this foul swine

By disembowelling you – that rotten pig

Is now even in the centre of this isle,

Is now right in the centre of this island,

Near to the town of Leicester, as we learn.

Near to the town of Leicester, so we’ve learned.

From Tamworth thither is but one day’s march.

From Tamworth, it is just a day of marching.

In God’s name cheerly on, courageous friends,

In God’s name, let’s march happily, brave friends,

To reap the harvest of perpetual peace

So we’ll achieve an ever-lasting peace

By this one bloody trial of sharp war.

By fighting once in this ferocious war.

EARL OF OXFORD

Every man’s conscience is a thousand men,

Each guiltless man is worth a thousand men

To fight against this guilty homicide.

When fighting with this guilty murderer.

SIR WALTER HERBERT

I doubt not but his friends will turn to us.

I’m confident his friends will join our side.

SIR JAMES BLUNT

He hath no friends but what are friends for fear,

He has no friends except those friends that fear him,

Which in his dearest need will fly from him.

Who, in his hour of need, will all desert him.

HENRY, EARL OF RICHMOND

All for our vantage. Then in God’s name march!

That’s going to help us. Then in God’s name, march!

True hope is swift and flies with swallow’s wings,

True hope flies fast upon a swallow’s wings;

Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.

Kings rise to God-like status, folk to kings.

[EXEUNT OMNES.]