Sweet and tender Delicate prince Noble Hamlet by treachery slain. And Romeo lies in a darkened tomb No Juliet to save him with a palmer's kiss. Henry the Fifth, rebellious Hal Is old and tired His battles won No Hotspur to challenge the royal throne. Richard the Third, that villainous rogue, Has breathed his last “A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse.” Othello mocked His rage long spent Victor and victim by the self-same hand. And Lear, old fool Can weep no more In the mud and dust of a bloody field. All are dead. Dead and buried In the couplets of an ancient rhyme. But Olivier lives.