His daughter meanly have I match’d in marriage;244 The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham’s bosom, And Anne my wife hath bid the world good night. Now, for I know the Breton Richmond aims At young Elizabeth, my brother’s daughter, And, by that knot, looks proudly o’er the crown, To her I go, a jolly thriving wooer.
K. RICH.
Come to me, Tyrrel, soon at after supper, 243
And thou shalt tell the process of their death.
Meantime, but think how I may do thee good,
And be inheritor ot thy desire. Farewell till soon.
The son of Clarence have I pent up close;
[Exit TYRREL.]
His daughter meanly have I match’d in marriage; 244
The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham’s bosom,
And Anne my wife hath bid the world good night.
Now, for I know the Breton Richmond aims
At young Elizabeth, my brother’s daughter,
And, by that knot, looks proudly o’er the crown,
To her I go, a jolly thriving wooer.
Footnote
243 soon at after supper] about the time when supper is over.
244 His ... marriage] Clarence’s daughter Margaret was married to Sir Richard Pole, who was of somewhat better birth than the text indicates. Contrary to the statement of the text, the union took place about 1491, some years after Richard’s death, by direction of Henry VII.
