The great oyer of poisoning : the trial of the Earl of Somerset for the poisoning of Sir Thomas Overbury, in the Tower of London, and various matters connected therewith, from contemporary mss. / by Andrew Amos.

  • Amos, Andrew, 1791-1860.
Date:
1846
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Credit: The great oyer of poisoning : the trial of the Earl of Somerset for the poisoning of Sir Thomas Overbury, in the Tower of London, and various matters connected therewith, from contemporary mss. / by Andrew Amos. Source: Wellcome Collection.

Provider: This material has been provided by the Francis A. Countway Library of Medicine, through the Medical Heritage Library. The original may be consulted at the Francis A. Countway Library of Medicine, Harvard Medical School.

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    to my Lord Chief Justice, and if he find no other writings than such as concern you, you shall have them again. So coming to my chamber, and not finding me within, (for I was gone to St. Paul's to the sermon,) he went to my Lord Zouch, one of the appointed commissioners for this cause; who himself alone would not break it up, but came to St. Paul's to me, where in a by-room we broke it up, and in it found these letters, and divers from my Lord of Northampton, besides many other papers. Lord Zouch.—1 affirm this relation of my Lord Coke's to be true. Sir Thomas Overhury's Second Letter to my Lord Somerset. This comes under seal, and therefore shall be bold- You told my brother Lidcote that unreverend style might make you neglect me. With what face could you do this, who know you owe me for all the fortune, wit, and under- standing that you have ? [Here were inserted some bor- rowed names.] Mr. Attorney.—Under these false names they meant great persons—Julius, the King; Dominic, my Lord of Northampton ; Unclius, my Lord of Canterbury. The rest of the Letter. And yet pretend the reason why you seek not my liberty to be ray unreverend style ; whilst, in the meantime, you sacrifice me to your woman, still holding friendship with those that brought me hither. You bade my brother Lidcote keep my desire of liberty secret. Yet this shall not serve your turn; for you and I, ere it be long, will come to a public trial of another nature—I upon the rack, and you at your ease ; and yet I must say nothing ! when I heard (notwithstanding my misery) how you went to your woman, curled your hair, preferred Gibbe into the bed- chamber, and in the meantime send me nineteen projects how 1 should cast about for my liberty ; and give me a