The Tragedy
20561857But I di
sdaind it, and did
scorne to
flie,
20571858Three times to day, my footecloth hor
se did
stumble,
20581859And
startled when he lookt vpon the tower,
20591860As loath to beare me to the
slaughterhou
se.
20601861Oh, now I want the Prie
st that
spake to me,
20611862I now repent I tolde the Pur
siuant,
20621863As twere triumphing at mine enemies:
20631864How they at Pomfret bloudily were butcherd,
20641865And I my
selfe
secure in grace and fauour:
20651866Oh Margaret Margaret: now thy heauy cur
se,
20661867Is lighted on poore Ha
stings wretched head
. 20671868Cat. Di
spatch my Lo: the Duke would be at dinner:
20681869Make a
short
shrift, he longs to
see your head.
20691870Hast. O momentary
state of worldly men,
20701871Which we more hunt for, then the grace of heauen:
20711872Who buildes his hopes in aire of your faire lookes,
20721873Liues like a drunken
sayler on a ma
st,
20731874Ready with euery nod to tumble downe
20741875Into the fatall bowels of the deepe.
20791876Come leade me to the blocke, beare him my head,
20801877They
smile at me that
shortly
shalbe dead.
Exeunt. 20821878Enter Duke of Glocester and Buckingham in armour. 20841879Glo. Come Co
sen, can
st thou quake and change thy co
-(lour? 20861880Murther thy breath in middle of a word,
20871881And then beginne againe, and
stop againe,
20881882As if thou wert di
straught and mad with terror.
20901884I can counterfait the deepe Tragedian:
20911885Speake, and looke backe, and prie on euery
side:
20921886Intending deepe
su
spition, ga
stly lookes
20931887Are at my
seruice like inforced
smiles,
20941888And both are ready in their o
ffices
20951889To grace my
stratagems
. Enter Maior. 2097.11891Buc. Let me alone to entertaine him. Lo: Maior,
21001892Glo. Looke to the drawbridge there.
21031893Buc. The rea
son we haue
sent for you.
21021894Glo. Catesby ouerlooke the wals.
Buck.