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All good people, You that thus far have come to pity me

Buckingham
All good people,
You that thus far have come to pity me,
Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me.

Go with me like good angels to my end,
And as the long divorce of steel falls on me,
Make of your prayers one sweet sacrifice

I have this day received a traitor’s judgment,
And by that name must die. Yet heaven bear witness,
And if I have a conscience, let it sink me
Even as the ax falls, if I be not faithful!Parenthesis

The law I bear no malice for my death;Anastrophe
’T has done, upon the premises, but justice.Apposition
But those that sought it I could wish more Christian.Ellipsis & Hyperbaton
Be what they will, I heartily forgive ’em.
Yet let ’em look they glory not in mischief,
Nor build their evils on the graves of great men,
For then my guiltless blood must cry against ’em.Alliteration

For further life in this world I ne’er hope,
Nor will I sue, although the King have mercies
More than I dare make faults.Alliteration & Dichotomy
 You few that loved me
And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham,
His noble friends and fellows, whom to leave
Is only bitter to him, only dying,
Go with me like Similegood angels to my end,
MetaphorAnd as the long divorce of steel falls on me,
Make of your prayers one Alliteration & Oxymoronsweet sacrifice,
And lift my soul to heaven.—Lead on, a’ God’s name.Hyperbaton, Parentheses & Appositions

Lovell
I do beseech your Grace, for charity,
If ever any malice in your heart
Were hid against me, now to forgive me frankly.Synecdoche, Hyperbaton & Alliteration

Buckingham
Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free forgive you
As I would be forgiven. I forgive all.Alliteration, Anthimeria & Simile

There cannot be those numberless offenses
’Gainst me that I cannot take peace with.Litotes
No black envy
Shall make my grave.Metonymy
Commend me to his Grace.
And if he speak of Buckingham, pray tell him
You met him half in heavenMetaphor. My vows and prayers
Yet are the King’s and, till my soul forsake,
Shall cry for blessings on him. May he live
Longer than I have time to tell his years.
Ever beloved and loving may his rule bePolyptoton;
And when old Time shall lead him to his end,
Goodness and he fill up one monument!Personification