That you do see? could thought, without this object, The height, the crest, or crest unto the crest, Pem. All murders past do stand excus'd in this: Shall give a holiness, a purity, To the yet-unbegotten sin of time; Bast. It is a damned and a bloody work; Sal. If that it be the work of any hand?- By giving it the worship of revenge. 5 4 Pem. Big. Our souls religiously confirm thy words. Hub. Lords, I am hot with haste in seeking you : Avaunt, thou hateful villain, get thee gone! Hub. I am no villain. Sal. Must I rob the law? {Drawing his sword. Bast. Your sword is bright, sir; put it up again. Hub. Stand back, lord Salisbury, stand back, I say ; [4] This is a copy of the vows made in the ages of superstition and chivalry. JOHNS [5] The worship is the dignity, the honour. We still say worshipful of magistrates. JOHNS. By heaven, I think, my sword's as sharp as yours: Your worth, your greatness, and nobility. Big. Out, hunghill ! dar'st thou brave a nobleman ? Hub. Not for my life: but yet I dare defend My innocent life against an emperor. Sal. Thou art a murderer. Hub. Do not prove me so; Yet, I am none :7 Whose tongue soe'er speaks false, Bast. Keep the peace, I say. Sal. Stand by, or I shall gall you, Faulconbridge. Or teach thy hasty spleen to do me shame, Or I'll so maul you and your toasting-iron, That you shall think the devil is come from hell. Hub. Lord Bigot, I am none. Big. Who kill'd this prince? Hub. 'Tis not an hour since I left him well: I honour'd him, I lov'd him; and will weep My date of life out, for his sweet life's loss. Sal. Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes, Big. Away, toward Bury, to the Dauphin there! Bast. Here's a good world!-Knew you of this fair work? Beyond the infinite and bound.ess reach [6] Honest defence; defence in a good cause. JOHNS. [7] Do not make me a murderer, by compelling me to kill you; I am Hitherto not a murderer. JOHNS. 62 Of mercy, if thou didst this deed of death, Art thou damn'd, Hubert. Hub. Do but hear me, sir. Bast. Ha! I'll tell thee what; Thou art damn'd as black-nay, nothing is so black; Thou art more deep damn'd than prince Lucifer : There is not yet so ugly a fiend of hell As thou shalt be, if thou didst kill this child. Hub. Upon my soul, Bast. If thou didst but consent To this most cruel act, do but despair, And, if thou want'st a cord, the smallest thread Will serve to strangle thee; a rush will be A beam to hang thee on; or would'st thou drown thyself, And it shall be as all the ocean, Hub. If I in act, consent, or sin of thought Bast. Go, bear him in thine arms. I am amaz'd, methinks; and lose my way [8] I remember once to have met with a book, printed in the time of Henry VIII. (which Shakspeare possibly might have seen,) where we are told that the deformity of the condemned in the other world, is exactly proportioned to the degrees of their guilt. The author of it observes how difficult it would be on this account, to distinguish between Belzebub and Judas Iscariot STEEV. [9] Scamble and scramble have the same meaning. STEEV. [1] That is, the interest which is not at this moment legally possessed by any one, however rightfully entitled to it. On the death of Arthur, the right to the English crown devolved to his sister, Eleanor. MAL. |