Enter Tyrrel. "Tyr.--The tyrranous 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,/ 'O thus,' guoth Dighton, 'beg 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:/ When Dighton thus told on,--'we smothered/ The most replenished sweet work of nature,/ That, from the prime creation, ere she framed.'" King Richard III., Act IV., Scene 3. (Reed collection.) [Pp. 13-14.]
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