O, the instinctive propriety of Shakespeare in the choice of words!
Ib. Richard's speech:—
“Nor never by advised purpose meet,
To plot, contrive, or complot any ill,
'Gainst us, our state, our subjects, or our land.”
Already the selfish weakness of Richard's character opens. Nothing will such minds so readily embrace, as indirect ways softened down to their quasi-consciences by policy, expedience, &c.
Ib. Mowbray's speech:—
... “All the world's my way.”
“The world was all before him.”—Milt.
Ib.—