27222465The most replenished sweet worke of nature,

27232466That from the prime creation euer he framed,

27242467Thus both are gone with conscience and remorse,

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 happinesse, be happie then

27322474For it is done my Lord.

27332475King. But didst thou see them dead?

27342476Tir. I did my Lord.

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 processe of their death,

27402482Meane time but thinke how I may do thee good.

27412483And be inheritor of thy desire, Exit Tirrel.

27422484Farewel til soone.

27442485The sonne of Clarence haue I pent vp close,

27452486His daughter meanelie haue I matcht in mariage,

27462487The sonnes of Edward sleepe in Abrahams bosome,

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 wooer, Enter Catesby.

27532493Cat. My Lord.

27542494King. Good newes or bad that thou comst 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 increaseth.

27592498King. Ely with Richmond troubles me more neare

27602499Then Buckingham and his rash leuied armie:

27612500Come I haue heard that feareful commenting,

27622501Is leaden seruitor to dull delaie,

27632502Delaie leades impotent and snaile-pact beggerie,

27642503Then fierie expedition be my wing,