This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1791 Excerpt: ... 'Thus, thus, quoth Forrest, 'girdling one another Wttbin their alabaster innocent arms: Their lips were four red roses on a stalk, Which, in their summer beauty, kifs'd each other. A book cf-prayers on their pillow lay; Which once, quoth Forrest, almost changed my mind: Bat, 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, e'er she sram'd.--Hence both are gone with conscience and remorse, They could not speak; and so I left them both, To bear these tidings to the bloody king. Enter king Richard. And here he comes: --All health, my sovereign lord K-Rich. Kind Tyrrel am I happy in thy news? Tyr. If to have done the thing you gave in charge Beget your happiness, be happy then, For it is done. K. Rich. But didst thou fee them dead? Tyr. I did my lord. K. Rich. And buried, gentle Tyrrel? Tyr. The chaplain of the Tower hath buried them; But where, to fay the truth, I do not know. K. Rich. Come to me, Tyrrel, soon--soon after supper, When thou shalt tell the process of their death. Mean time, but think how I may do thee good, And be inheritor of thy desire. Farewel, 'till then. Tyr. I humbly take my leave. Exit. K. Rich. The son of Clarence have I 'pen'd up close; 'girdling'--folding, clasping. - soon and after--seen at aster. 1 peri.d up--in Sheriff-button castle. His daughter meanly have I match'd in marriage; The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham's bosom, And Anne my wife hath bid the world good night. Now, for I know the wBretagne Richmond aims At young Elizabeth, my brother's daughter, And, by that knot, sooks proudly on the crown, To her go I, a jolly thriving wooer. Eater Catejby. Catef. My lord, --K. Rich. Good news or bad, that thou com'st in so ...