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 Beget your happiness, be happy then, For it is done.

K. Rich. But didst thou see 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 say the truth, I do not know.

K. Rich. Come to me, Tyrrel, soon at after supper,

When thou shalt tell the process of their death: —

if this desire to hear Tyrrel again, be a mark of resolute behaviour in Richard, it must, of consequence, be allowed, that Macbeth too displays resolution of spirit; for he, in like