“Since Laws were made for ev’ry degree To curb vice in others as well as me, I wonder we ha’n’t better Company Upon Tyburn Tree. * * * * * In short, were Mankind their merits to have, Could Justice mark out each particular knave, Two-thirds the Creation would sing the last stave Upon Tyburn Tree.” It derives its etymology either from Twy bourne--Two brooks, or the united brooks; or else from Aye-bourne[60]--t’Aye bourne--which rises in Hampstead, and receiving nine other rills, crossed Oxford Street about Stratford Place, by the Lord Mayor’s Hunting Lodge, now Sedley Place, where conduits were built to receive water from it for the use of the City: which conduits were found in pretty fair repair in Aug., 1875. It ran by Lower Brook Street, which owes its name to it, as does also Hay (Aye) hill--Lansdowne Gardens, Half Moon Street, crossed Piccadilly, where it was spanned by a bridge, and thence into the Green Park, where it formed a pond. Running past Buckingham Palace, it divided and formed Thorney Island--or Westminster--one outfall turning the Abbey Mill. Tyburn has been a place of execution for centuries, the earliest I can find being in “Roger de Wendover,” who mentions that, A.D. 1196, William Fitz-osbert, or Longbeard, was drawn through the City of London, by horses, to the gallows at Tyburn. We hear occasionally of executions there in the 14th and 15th centuries, and Perkin Warbeck was hanged there in 1499--as was also Elizabeth Barton, the Holy Maid of Kent, in 1534--but I have no wish to chronicle the people who were here done to death for crime, and religious and political offences, except to mention that the bodies of Oliver Cromwell, Ireton and Bradshaw, were exhumed, and on Jan. 30, 1661, dragged on sledges to Tyburn, where they were suspended till sunset on the “triple tree.” That the shape of the Tyburn Gallows was triangular is proved by many quotations, one of which, from Shakespeare’s _Loves Labour’s Lost_ (Act. iv. Sc. 3), will suffice:-- _Biron._--Thou mak’st the triumviry, the corner cap of society, The shape of love’s Tyburn, that hangs up simplicity.