Rose

King Richard the Third, [4.3.1-13]. Tyrrel. “The tyranous and bloody act is done,/ The most arch deed of piteous massacre/ That ever yet this land was guilty of,/ Dighton and Forrest, who I did suborn/ To do this piece of ruthless butchery,/ Albeit they were flesh’d villains, bloody dogs,/ Melted with tenderness and mild compassion,/ Wept like to children in their deaths’ sad story,/ ‘O, thus,’ quoth Dighton, ‘lay 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.'”