Hubertshould put out mine eyes,
Huberts.
Hubert, saue me: my eyes are out
Hubertlet me not be bound:
Hubert, driue these men away,
Hubert, the vtterance of a brace of tongues,
Hubert,
Hubert, if you will cut out my tongue,
Hubert:
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<head rend="italic center">Scena Secunda.</head>
<head type="supplied">[Act 4, Scene 2]</head>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Iohn, Pembroke, Salisbury, and other Lordes.</stage>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1658">Heere once againe we sit: once against crown'd</l>
<l n="1659">And look'd vpon, I hope, with chearefull eyes.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-pem">
<speaker rend="italic">Pem.</speaker>
<l n="1660">This once again (but that your Highnes pleas'd)</l>
<l n="1661">Was once superfluous: you were Crown'd before,</l>
<l n="1662">And that high Royalty was nere pluck'd off:</l>
<l n="1663">The faiths of men, nere stained with reuolt:</l>
<l n="1664">Fresh expectation troubled not the Land</l>
<l n="1665">With any long'd‑for‑change, or better State.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-sal">
<speaker rend="italic">Sal.</speaker>
<l n="1666">Therefore, to be possess'd with double pompe,</l>
<l n="1667">To guard a Title, that was rich before;</l>
<l n="1668">To gilde refined Gold, to paint the Lilly;</l>
<l n="1669">To throw a perfume on the Violet,</l>
<l n="1670">To smooth the yce, or adde another hew</l>
<l n="1671">Vnto the Raine‑bow, or with Taper‑light</l>
<l n="1672">To seeke the beauteous eye of heauen to garnish,</l>
<l n="1673">Is wastefull, and ridiculous excesse.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-pem">
<speaker rend="italic">Pem.</speaker>
<l n="1674">But that your Royall pleasure must be done,</l>
<l n="1675">This acte, is as an ancient tale new told,</l>
<l n="1676">And, in the last repeating, troublesome,</l>
<l n="1677">Being vrged at a time vnseasonable.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-sal">
<speaker rend="italic">Sal.</speaker>
<l n="1678">In this the Anticke, and well noted face</l>
<l n="1679">Of plaine old forme, is much disfigured,</l>
<l n="1680">And like a shifted winde vnto a saile,</l>
<l n="1681">It makes the course of thoughts to fetch about,</l>
<l n="1682">Startles, and frights consideration:</l>
<l n="1683">Makes sound opinion sicke, and truth suspected,</l>
<l n="1684">For putting on so new a fashion'd robe.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-pem">
<speaker rend="italic">Pem.</speaker>
<l n="1685">When Workemen striue to do better then wel,</l>
<l n="1686">They do confound their skill in couteousnesse,</l>
<l n="1687">And oftentimes excusing of a fault,</l>
<l n="1688">Doth make the fault the worse by th'excuse:</l>
<l n="1689">As patches set vpon a little breach,</l>
<l n="1690">Discredite more in hiding of the fault,</l>
<l n="1691">Then did the fault before it was so patch'd.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-sal">
<speaker rend="italic">Sal.</speaker>
<l n="1692">To this effect, before you were new crown'd</l>
<l n="1693">We breath'd our Councell: but it pleas'd your Highnes</l>
<l n="1694">To ouer‑beare it, and we are all well pleas'd,</l>
<l n="1695">Since all, and euery part of what we would</l>
<l n="1696">Doth make a stand, at what your Highnesse will.</l>
</sp>
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<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Ioh.</speaker>
<l n="1697">Some reasons of this double Corronation</l>
<l n="1698">I haue possest you with, and thinke them strong.</l>
<l n="1699">And more, more strong, then lesser is my feare</l>
<l n="1700">I shall indue you with: Meane time, but aske</l>
<l n="1701">What you would haue reform'd, that is not well,</l>
<l n="1702">And well shall you perceiue, how willingly</l>
<l n="1703">I will both heare, and grant you your requests.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-pem">
<speaker rend="italic">Pem.</speaker>
<l n="1704">Then I, as one that am the tongue of these</l>
<l n="1705">To sound the purposes of all their hearts,</l>
<l n="1706">Both for my selfe, and them: but chiefe of all</l>
<l n="1707">Your safety: for the which, my selfe and them</l>
<l n="1708">Bend their best studies, heartily request</l>
<l n="1709">Th'infranchisement of<hi rend="italic">Arthur</hi>, whose restraint</l>
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<l n="1710">Doth moue the murmuring lips of discontent</l>
<l n="1711">To breake into this dangerous argument.</l>
<l n="1712">If what in rest you haue, in right you hold,</l>
<l n="1713">Why then your feares, which (as they say) attend</l>
<l n="1714">The steppes of wrong, should moue you to mew vp</l>
<l n="1715">Your tender kinsman, and to choake his dayes</l>
<l n="1716">With barbarous ignorance, and deny his youth</l>
<l n="1717">The rich aduantage of good exercise,</l>
<l n="1718">That the times enemies may not haue this</l>
<l n="1719">To grace occasions: let it be our suite,</l>
<l n="1720">That you haue bid vs aske his libertie,</l>
<l n="1721">Which for our goods, we do no further aske,</l>
<l n="1722">Then, whereupon our weale on you depending,</l>
<l n="1723">Counts it your weale: he haue his liberty.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Hubert.</stage>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1724">Let it be so: I do commit his youth</l>
<l n="1725">To your direction:<hi rend="italic">Hubert</hi>, what newes with you?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-pem">
<speaker rend="italic">Pem.</speaker>
<l n="1726">This is the man should do the bloody deed:</l>
<l n="1727">He shew'd his warrant to a friend of mine,</l>
<l n="1728">The image of a wicked heynous fault</l>
<l n="1729">Liues in his eye: that close aspect of his,</l>
<l n="1730">Do shew the mood of a much troubled brest,</l>
<l n="1731">And I do fearefully beleeue 'tis done,</l>
<l n="1732">What we so fear'd he had a charge to do.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-sal">
<speaker rend="italic">Sal.</speaker>
<l n="1733">The colour of the King doth come, and go</l>
<l n="1734">Betweene his purpose and his conscience,</l>
<l n="1735">Like Heralds 'twixt two dreadfull battailes set:</l>
<l n="1736">His passion is so ripe, it needs must breake.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-pem">
<speaker rend="italic">Pem.</speaker>
<l n="1737">And when it breakes, I feare will issue thence</l>
<l n="1738">The foule corruption of a sweet childes death.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1739">We cannot hold mortalities strong hand.</l>
<l n="1740">Good Lords, although my will to giue, is liuing,</l>
<l n="1741">The suite which you demand is gone, and dead.</l>
<l n="1742">He tels vs<hi rend="italic">Arthur</hi>is deceas'd to night.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-sal">
<speaker rend="italic">Sal.</speaker>
<l n="1743">Indeed we fear'd his sicknesse was past cure.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-pem">
<speaker rend="italic">Pem.</speaker>
<l n="1744">Indeed we heard how neere his death he was,</l>
<l n="1745">Before the childe himselfe felt he was sicke:</l>
<l n="1746">This must be answer'd either heere, or hence.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Ioh.</speaker>
<l n="1747">Why do you bend such solemne browes on me?</l>
<l n="1748">Thinke you I beare the Sheeres of destiny?</l>
<l n="1749">Haue I commandement on the pulse of life?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-sal">
<speaker rend="italic">Sal.</speaker>
<l n="1750">It is apparant foule‑play, and 'tis shame</l>
<l n="1751">That Greatnesse should so grossely offer it;</l>
<l n="1752">So thriue it in your game, and so farewell.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-pem">
<speaker rend="italic">Pem.</speaker>
<l n="1753">Stay yet (Lord Salisbury) Ile go with thee,</l>
<l n="1754">And finde th'inheritance of this poore childe,</l>
<l n="1755">His little kingdome of a forced graue.</l>
<l n="1756">That blood which ow'd the bredth of all this Ile,</l>
<l n="1757">Three foot of it doth hold; bad world the while:</l>
<l n="1758">This must not be thus borne, this will breake out</l>
<l n="1759">To all our sorrowes, and ere long I doubt.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt</stage>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Io.</speaker>
<l n="1760">They burn in indignation: I repent:</l>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="entrance">Enter Mes.</stage>
<l n="1761">There is no sure foundation set on blood:</l>
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<l n="1762">No certaine life atchieu'd by others death:</l>
<l n="1763">A fearefull eye thou hast. Where is that blood,</l>
<l n="1764">That I haue seene inhabite in those cheekes?</l>
<l n="1765">So foule a skie, cleeres not without a storme,</l>
<l n="1766">Poure downe thy weather: how goes all in France?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-mes">
<speaker rend="italic">Mes.</speaker>
<l n="1767">From France to England, neuer such a powre</l>
<l n="1768">For any forraigne preparation,</l>
<l n="1769">Was leuied in the body of a land.</l>
<l n="1770">The Copie of your speede is learn'd by them:</l>
<l n="1771">For when you should be told they do prepare,</l>
<l n="1772">The tydings comes, that they are all arriu'd.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Ioh.</speaker>
<l n="1773">Oh where hath our Intelligence bin drunke?</l>
<l n="1774">Where hath it slept? Where is my Mothers care?</l>
<l n="1775">That such an Army could be drawne in France,</l>
<l n="1776">And she not heare of it?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-mes">
<speaker rend="italic">Mes.</speaker>
<l n="1777">My Liege, her eare</l>
<l n="1778">Is stopt with dust: the first of Aprill di'de</l>
<l n="1779">Your noble mother; and as I heare, my Lord,</l>
<l n="1780">The Lady<hi rend="italic">Constance</hi>in a frenzie di'de</l>
<l n="1781">Three dayes before: but this from Rumors tongue</l>
<l n="1782">I idely heard: if true, or false I know not.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1783">With‑hold thy speed, dreadfull Occasion:</l>
<l n="1784">O make a league with me, 'till I haue pleas'd</l>
<l n="1785">My discontented Peeres. What? Mother dead?</l>
<l n="1786">How wildely then walkes my Estate in France?</l>
<l n="1787">Vnder whose conduct came those powres of France,</l>
<l n="1788">That thou for truth giu'st out are landed heere?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-mes">
<speaker rend="italic">Mes.</speaker>
<l n="1789">Vnder the Dolphin.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Bastard and Peter of Pomfret.</stage>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Ioh.</speaker>
<l n="1790">Thou hast made me giddy</l>
<l n="1791">With these ill tydings: Now? What sayes the world</l>
<l n="1792">To your proceedings<c rend="italic">?</c>Do not seeke to stuffe</l>
<l n="1793">My head with more ill newes: for it is full.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="1794">But if you be a‑feard to heare the worst,</l>
<l n="1795">Then let the worst vn‑heard, fall on your head.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1796">Beare with me Cosen, for I was amaz'd</l>
<l n="1797">Vnder the tide; but now I breath againe</l>
<l n="1798">Aloft the flood, and can giue audience</l>
<l n="1799">To any tongue, speake it of what it will.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="1800">How I haue sped among the Clergy men,</l>
<l n="1801">The summes I haue collected shall expresse:</l>
<l n="1802">But as I trauail'd hither through the land,</l>
<l n="1803">I finde the people strangely fantasied,</l>
<l n="1804">Possest with rumors, full of idle dreames,</l>
<l n="1805">Not knowing what they feare, but full of feare.</l>
<l n="1806">And here's a Prophet that I brought with me</l>
<l n="1807">From forth the streets of Pomfret, whom I found</l>
<l n="1808">With many hundreds treading on his heeles:</l>
<l n="1809">To whom he sung in rude harsh sounding rimes,</l>
<l n="1810">That ere the next Ascension day at noone,</l>
<l n="1811">Your Highnes should deliuer vp your Crowne.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1812">Thou idle Dreamer, wherefore didst thou so?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-pet">
<speaker rend="italic">Pet.</speaker>
<l n="1813">Fore‑knowing that the truth will fall out so.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1814">
<hi rend="italic">Hubert</hi>, away with him: imprison him,</l>
<l n="1815">And on that day at noone, whereon he sayes</l>
<l n="1816">I shall yeeld vp my Crowne, let him be hang'd.</l>
<l n="1817">Deliuer him to safety, and returne,</l>
<l n="1818">For I must vse thee. O my gentle Cosen,</l>
<l n="1819">Hear'st thou the newes abroad, who are arriu'd?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="1820">The<hi rend="italic">French</hi>(my Lord) mens mouths are ful of it:</l>
<l n="1821">Besides I met Lord<hi rend="italic">Bigot</hi>, and Lord<hi rend="italic">Salisburie</hi>
</l>
<l n="1822">With eyes as red as new enkindled fire,</l>
<l n="1823">And others more, going to seeke the graue</l>
<l n="1824">Of<hi rend="italic">Arthur</hi>, whom they say is kill'd to night, on your
<lb rend="turnunder"/>
<pc rend="turnunder">(</pc>suggestion.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1825">Gentle kinsman, go</l>
<l n="1826">And thrust thy selfe into their Companies,</l>
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<l n="1827">I haue a way to winne their loues againe:</l>
<l n="1828">Bring them before me.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="1829">I will seeke them out.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1830">Nay, but make haste: the better foote before,</l>
<l n="1831">O, let me haue no subiect enemies,</l>
<l n="1832">When aduerse Forreyners affright my Townes</l>
<l n="1833">With dreadfull pompe of stout inuasion.</l>
<l n="1834">Be Mercurie, set feathers to thy heeles,</l>
<l n="1835">And flye (like thought) from them, to me againe.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-phi">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<l n="1836">The spirit of the time shall teach me speed.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit</stage>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1837">Spoke like a sprightfull Noble Gentleman.</l>
<l n="1838">Go after him: for he perhaps shall neede</l>
<l n="1839">Some Messenger betwixt me, and the Peeres,</l>
<l n="1840">And be thou hee.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-mes">
<speaker rend="italic">Mes.</speaker>
<l n="1841">With all my heart, my Liege.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1842">My mother dead?</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Hubert.</stage>
<sp who="#F-jn-hub">
<speaker rend="italic">Hub.</speaker>
<l n="1843">My Lord, they say fiue Moones were seene to
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<pc rend="turnunder">(</pc>night:</l>
<l n="1844">Foure fixed, and the fift did whirle about</l>
<l n="1845">The other foure, in wondrous motion.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Ioh.</speaker>
<l n="1846">Fiue Moones?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-hub">
<speaker rend="italic">Hub.</speaker>
<l n="1847">Old men, and Beldames, in the streets</l>
<l n="1848">Do prophesie vpon it dangerously:</l>
<l n="1849">Yong<hi rend="italic">Arthurs</hi>death is common in their mouths,</l>
<l n="1850">And when they talke of him, they shake their heads,</l>
<l n="1851">And whisper one another in the eare.</l>
<l n="1852">And he that speakes, doth gripe the hearers wrist,</l>
<l n="1853">Whilst he that heares, makes fearefull action</l>
<l n="1854">With wrinkled browes, with nods, with rolling eyes.</l>
<l n="1855">I saw a Smith stand with his hammer (thus)</l>
<l n="1856">The whilst his Iron did on the Anuile coole,</l>
<l n="1857">With open mouth swallowing a Taylors newes,</l>
<l n="1858">Who with his Sheeres, and Measure in his hand,</l>
<l n="1859">Standing on slippers, which his nimble haste</l>
<l n="1860">Had falsely thrust vpon contrary feete,</l>
<l n="1861">Told of a many thousand warlike French,</l>
<l n="1862">That were embattailed, and rank'd in Kent.</l>
<l n="1863">Another leane, vnwash'd Artificer,</l>
<l n="1864">Cuts off his tale, and talkes of<hi rend="italic">Arthurs</hi>death.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Io.</speaker>
<l n="1865">Why seek'st thou to possesse me with these feares<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
<l n="1866">Why vrgest thou so oft yong<hi rend="italic">Arthurs</hi>death?</l>
<l n="1867">Thy hand hath murdred him: I had a mighty cause</l>
<l n="1868">To wish him dead, but thou hadst none to kill him.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-hub">
<speaker rend="italic">H</speaker>
<l n="1869">No had (my Lord?) why did you not prouoke me?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1870">It is the curse of Kings, to be attended</l>
<l n="1871">By slaues, that take their humors for a warrant,</l>
<l n="1872">To breake within the bloody house of life,</l>
<l n="1873">And on the winking of Authoritie</l>
<l n="1874">To vnderstand a Law; to know the meaning</l>
<l n="1875">Of dangerous Maiesty, when perchance it frownes</l>
<l n="1876">More vpon humor, then aduis'd respect.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-hub">
<speaker rend="italic">Hub.</speaker>
<l n="1877">Herere is your hand and Seale for what I did.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Ioh.</speaker>
<l n="1878">Oh, when the last accompt twixt heauen & earth</l>
<l n="1879">Is to be made, then shall this hand and Seale</l>
<l n="1880">Witnesse against vs to damnation.</l>
<l n="1881">How oft the sight of meanes to do ill deeds,</l>
<l n="1882">Make deeds ill done? Had'st not thou beene by,</l>
<l n="1883">A fellow by the hand of Nature mark'd,</l>
<l n="1884">Quoted, and sign'd to do a deede of shame,</l>
<l n="1885">This murther had not come into my minde.</l>
<l n="1886">But taking note of thy abhorr'd Aspect,</l>
<l n="1887">Finding thee fit for bloody villanie:</l>
<l n="1888">Apt, liable to be employ'd in danger,</l>
<l n="1889">I faintly broke with thee of<hi rend="italic">Arthurs</hi>death:</l>
<l n="1890">And thou, to be endeered to a King,</l>
<l n="1891">Made it no conscience to destroy a Prince.</l>
</sp>
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<sp who="#F-jn-hub">
<speaker rend="italic">Hub.</speaker>
<l n="1892">My Lord.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Ioh.</speaker>
<l n="1893">Had'st thou but shooke thy head, or made a pause</l>
<l n="1894">When I spake darkely, what I purposed:</l>
<l n="1895">Or turn'd an eye of doubt vpon my face;</l>
<l n="1896">As bid me tell my tale in expresse words:</l>
<l n="1897">Deepe shame had struck me dumbe, made me break off,</l>
<l n="1898">And those thy feares, might haue wrought feares in me.</l>
<l n="1899">But, thou didst vnderstand me by my signes,</l>
<l n="1900">And didst in signes againe parley with sinne,</l>
<l n="1901">Yea, without stop, didst let thy heart consent,</l>
<l n="1902">And consequently, thy rude hand to acte</l>
<l n="1903">The deed, which both our tongues held vilde to name.</l>
<l n="1904">Out of my sight, and neuer see me more:</l>
<l n="1905">My Nobles leaue me, and my State is braued,</l>
<l n="1906">Euen at my gates, with rankes of forraigne powres;</l>
<l n="1907">Nay, in the body of this fleshly Land,</l>
<l n="1908">This kingdome, this Confine of blood, and breathe</l>
<l n="1909">Hostilitie, and ciuill tumult reignes</l>
<l n="1910">Betweene my conscience, and my Cosins death.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-hub">
<speaker rend="italic">Hub.</speaker>
<l n="1911">Arme you against your other enemies:</l>
<l n="1912">Ile make a peace betweene your soule, and you.</l>
<l n="1913">Yong<hi rend="italic">Arthur</hi>is aliue: This hand of mine</l>
<l n="1914">Is yet a maiden, and an innocent hand.</l>
<l n="1915">Not painted with the Crimson spots of blood,</l>
<l n="1916">Within this bosome, neuer entred yet</l>
<l n="1917">The dreadfull motion of a murderous thought,</l>
<l n="1918">And you haue slander'd Nature in my forme,</l>
<l n="1919">Which howsoeuer rude exteriorly,</l>
<l n="1920">Is yet the couer of a fayrer minde,</l>
<l n="1921">Then to be butcher of an innocent childe.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-jn-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Iohn.</speaker>
<l n="1922">Doth<hi rend="italic">Arthur</hi>liue? O hast thee to the Peeres,</l>
<l n="1923">Throw this report on their incens<c rend="inverted">e</c>d rage,</l>
<l n="1924">And make them tame to their obedience.</l>
<l n="1925">Forgiue the Comment that my passion made</l>
<l n="1926">Vpon thy feature, for my rage was blinde,</l>
<l n="1927">And foule immaginarie eyes of blood</l>
<l n="1928">Presented thee more hideous then thou art.</l>
<l n="1929">Oh, answer not; but to my Closset bring</l>
<l n="1930">The angry Lords, with all expedient hast,</l>
<l n="1931">I coniure thee but slowly: run more fast.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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