Rutland’s yong earle, whom Clifford’s sword did kill,
Clarence, that duke, who in the fatall tower
In Malmsey But did meet his liue’s last houre:
Richard the yongest, who was stain’d with guilt
Of Clarence blood and ours, both which he spilt.
8.
O that desire of rule so much should blind
The eyes of men, or that to gaine a crowne,
The godlike part of man, th’immortall mind
Of wrathfull heau’n should dare t’incurre the frowne,