Enter Tyrrel. "Tyr.--The tyrrannous and bloody act is done;/ The most arch deed of piteous massacre,/ That ever yet this land was guilty of./ Dighton and Forrest whom I did suborn/ To do this piece of ruthless butchery,/ Albeit they were flesh'd villains, bloody dogs,/ Melting with tenderness and mild compassion./ Wept like two children in their death's sad story./ 'O thus,' quoth Dighton, 'lay the gentle babes,'/ 'Thus, thus,' quoth Forrest, 'girdling one another/ Within their alabaster innocent arms:/ Their lips were four red roses on a stalk,/ Which in their summer beauty, kiss'd each other./ A book of prayers on their pillow lay:/ Which once,' quoth Forrest, 'almost changed my mind:/ But O, the Devil,'--there the villain stopp'd. [P. 6.]
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