0, in the battle think on Buckingham, And die in terror of thy guiltiness!
Enter the Ghost of BUCKINGHAM
GHOST. [To RICHARD]
The first was I that help’d thee to the crown;
The last was I that felt thy tyranny:
O, in the battle think on Buckingham,
And die in terror of thy guiltiness!
Dream on, dream on, of bloody deeds and death:
Fainting, despair; despairing, yield thy breath!
[To RICHMOND] I died for hope 329 ere I could lend thee aid:
But cheer thy heart, and be thou not dismay’d:
God and good angels fight on Richmond’s side;
And Richard falls in height of all his pride.
