The Tragedy
27222465The mo
st repleni
shed
sweet worke of nature,
27232466That from the prime creation euer he framed,
27242467Thus both are gone with con
science and remor
se,
27252468They could not
speake and
so I left them both,
27262469To bring this tidings to the bloudie king.
Enter Ki. Richard. 27282470And here he comes, all haile my
soueraigne leige.
27292471King. Kind
Tirrell am I happie in thy newes.
27302472Tyr. If to haue done the thing you giue in charge,
27312473Beget your happine
sse, be happie then
27332475King. But did
st thou
see them dead?
27352477King. And buried gentle
Tirrell?
27362478Tir. The Chaplaine of the tower hath buried them,
27372479But how or in what place I do not know
. 27382480Tir. Come to me
Tirre! soone at after
supper,
27392481And thou
shalt tell the proce
sse of their death,
27402482Meane time but thinke how I may do thee good.
27412483And be inheritor of thy de
sire,
Exit Tirrel. 27442485The
sonne of Clarence haue I pent vp clo
se,
27452486His daughter meanelie haue I matcht in mariage,
27462487The
sonnes of Edward
sleepe in Abrahams bo
some,
27472488And Anne my wife hath bid the world godnight,
27482489Now for I know the Brittaine Richmond aimes
27492490At young Elizabeth, my brothers daughter,
27502491And by that knot lookes proudly ore the crowne,
27512492To her I go a iollie thriuing w
ooer,
Enter Catesby. 27542494King. G
ood newes or bad that thou com
st in
so bluntly?
27562495Cates. Bad newes my lord,
Ely is
fled to Richmond,
27572496And Buckingham backt with the hardie Welchmen,
27582497Is in the
field, and
still his power increa
seth.
27592498King. Ely with Richmond troubles me more neare
27602499Then Buckingham and his ra
sh leuied armie:
27612500Come I haue heard that feareful commenting,
27622501Is leaden
seruitor to dull delaie,
27632502Delaie leades impotent and
snaile-pa
ct beggerie,
27642503Then
fierie expedition be my wing,
Ioues