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Brak. Had you such leisure in the time of death,
Clar. Methought, I had ; and often did I strive
Brak. Awak'd you not with this fore agony..
Clar. No, no, my dream was length’ned after life
Brak. No marvel, Lord, that it affrighted you;
Clar. Ah ! Brakenbury, I have done those things,
I pr’ythee, Brakenbury, stay by me :
Brak. I will, my Lord; God give your Grace good rest!
Enter the two Murderers. i Vil. Ho, who's here?
Brak. In God's name, what art thou ? how cam'ft thou hither?
2 Vil. I would speak with Clarence, and I came hither on my legs.
Brak. What, fo brief?
i Vil. 'Tis better, Sir, than to be tedious. Let him fee our commission, and talk no more.
Brak. [Reads] I am in this conimanded, to deliver The noble Duke of Clarence to your hands. I will not reason what is meant hereby, Because I will be guiltless of the meaning. There lies the Duke asleep, and there the keys. I'll to the King, and fignify to him That thus I have resignd to you my charge. [Exit.
i Vil. You may, Sir, 'tis a point of wisdom : fare 2 Vil. What, shall we ftab him as he seeps ?
1 Vil. No; he'll say, 'twas done cowardly, when he wakes.
2 Vil. When he wakes ! why, fool, he shall never 'wake until the great judgment-day.
i Vil. Why, then he'll say, we stabb’d him sleeping.
2 Vil. The urging of that word, judgment, hath bred a kind of remorse in me.
I Vil. What ? art thou afraid?
2 Vil. Not to kill him, having a warrant for it: but to be damn'd for killing him, from the which no war. rant can defend me.
i Vil. I'll back to the Duke of Glofter, and tell him fo.
2 Vil. Nay, pr’ythee, stay a little : I hope, this holy humour of mine will change; it was wont to hold me but while one could tell twenty,
i Vil. How dost thou feel thyself now?
2 Vil. Faith, some certain dregs of conscience are yet within me.
i Vil. Remember the reward, when the deed's done.
i Vil. When he opens his purse to give us our reward, thy conscience flies out.
2 Vil. 'Tis no matter, let it go; there's few or none will entertain it.
į Vil. What if it come to thee again?
2 Vil. I'll not meddle with it; it is a dangerous thing, it makes a man a coward : a man cannot steal, but it accuseth him ; a man cannot swear, but it checks him ; a man cannot lie with his neighbour's wife, but it detects him. 'Tis a blushing shame-fac'd spirit, that mutinies in a man's bosom: it fills one full of obstacles. It made me once restore a purse of gold, that by chance I found. It beggars any man, that keeps it. It is turn'd out of towns and cities for a dangerous thing ; and every man, that means to live well, endeavours to trust to-himself, and live without it.
i Vil. 'Tis even now at my elbow, persuading me not to kill the Duke.
2 Vil. Take the devil in thy mind, and believe him not: he would infinuate with thee but to make thee figh.
i Vil. I am strong fram’d, he cannot prevail with me,
2 Vil. Spoke like a tall fellow, that respects his rea putation. Come, shall we fall to work?
i Vil. Take him over the costard, with the hilt of thy sword ; and then throw him into the malmsey-but, in the next room.
2 Vil. O excellent device, and make a fop of him. i Vil. Soft, he wakes. Shall I strike? 2 Vil. No, we'll reason with him. Clar. Where art thou, keeper? give me a cup of wine. 2 Vil. You shall have wine enough, my Lord, anon. Clar. In God's name, what art thou ? i Vil. A man, as you are. Clar. But not, as I am, royal. į Vil. Nor you, as we are, loyal. Clar. Thy voice is thunder, but thy looks are humble, i Vil. My voice is now the King's, my looks mine own.
Clar. How darkly, and how deadly dost thou speak?
Both. To, to, to-
Clar. You scarcely have the hearts to tell me so !
i Vil. Offended us you have not, but the King.
Clar. Are you call'd forth from out a world of men,
i Vil. What we will do, we do upon command,
Clar. Erroneous vaffals! the great King of Kings
Take heed, for he holds vengeance in his hand,
2 Vil. And that same vengeance doth he hurl on thee
i Vil. And, like a traitor to the name of God, Didft break that vow; and with thy treacherous blade, Unrip'dit the bowels of thy Sovereign's son.
2 Vil. Whom thou wert sworn to cherish and defend. i Vil. How can'ít thou urge God's dreadful law to us, When thou hast broke it in such high degree?
Gtar. Alas! for whose fake did I that ill deed?
i Vil. Who made thee then a bloody minister,
Clar. My brother's love, the devil, and my rage.
i Vil. Thy brother's love, our duty, and thy fault, Provoke us hither now, to slaughter thee.
Clar. If you do love my brother, hate not me:
(8) If you are bird for need,-) I have chose to restore the word, which possesses all the old copies, meed; and as I have elsewhere observ'd in these notes, it signifies, with our author, both merit and the reward of merit. One of the murderers at the close of this scene says :
And when I have my meed, I must away. And Glo'fter says before in this act;
And for his meed, poor Lord, he is mew'd up. In both which places it fignifies reward, I'll now subjoin a palage of two, in which it means merit. K 3