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They have been wolves and dogs, and sail'd in

egg-shells Over the sea, and rid on fiery dragons ; Pass'd in the air more than a thousand miles, All in a night :—the enemy of mankind Is powerful, but false; and falsehood 's confident. Oxf. Remember, lady, who you are; come

from That impudent impostor!

Kath. You abuse us: For when the holy churchman join'd our hands, Our vows were real then; the ceremony Was not in apparition, but in act. Be what these people term thee, I am certain Thou art my husband, no divorce in heaven Has been sued out between us; 'tis injustice For any earthly power to divide us. Or we will live, or let us die together. There is a cruel mercy.

War. Spite of tyranny We reign in our affections, blessed woman! Read in my destiny the wreck of honour; Point out, in my contempt of death, to memory, Some miserable happiness; since, herein, Even when I fell, I stood enthroned a monarch Of one chaste wife's troth, pure, and uncorrupted. Fair angel of perfection, immortality Shall raise thy name up to an adoration; Court every rich opinion of true merit, And saint it in the Calendar of virtue,

When I am turn'd into the self-same dust
Of which I was first form’d.

Oxf. The lord ambassador,
Huntley, your father, madam, should he look on
Your strange subjection, in a gaze so public,
Would blush on your behalf, and wish his country
Unleft, for entertainment to such sorrow.

Kath. Why art thou angry, Oxford ? I must be
More peremptory in my duty.—Sir,
Impute it not unto immodesty,
That I presume to press you to a legacy,
Before we part for ever!

War. Let it be then
My heart, the rich remains of all my fortunes.
Kath. Confirm it with a kiss, pray!

War. Oh! with that
I wish to breathe my last; upon thy lips,
Those equal twins of comeliness, I seal
The testament of honourable vows: [Kisses her.
Whoever be that man that shall unkiss
This sacred print next, may he prove more thrifty
In this world's just applause, not more desertful!

Kath. By this sweet pledge of both our souls, I


To die a faithful widow to thy bed ;
Not to be forced or won : oh, never, never !5

$ The better genius of Ford, which had so admirably served him hitherto, appears to have left his side, at this moment; he would not else have permitted Katherine to injure herself by a speech for which there was not the slightest occasion. She should have had nothing in common with the Player Queen, no, not even an oath.


CRAWFORD. Daw. Free the condemned person; quickly free

him! What has he yet confessd ?

[WARBECK is taken out of the stocks. Urs. Nothing to purpose; But still he will be king.

Sur. Prepare your journey To a new kingdom then,—unhappy madman,o Wilfully foolish !-See, my lord ambassador, Your lady daughter will not leave the counterfeit In this disgrace of fate.

Hunt. I never pointed Thy marriage, girl; but yet, being married, Enjoy thy duty to a husband freely : The griefs are mine. I glory in thy constancy; And must not say, I wish that I had miss'd Some partage in these trials of a patience.

Kath. You will forgive me, noble sir.

Hunt. Yes, yes; In every duty of a wife and daughter, I dare not disavow thee.-To your husband, (For such you are, sir,) I impart a farewell Of manly pity; what your life has past through, The dangers of your end will make apparent; And I can add, for comfort to your sufferance,


- unhappy madman, Wilfully foolish?] The 4to, by an unlucky transposition, reads_ madam.

No cordial, but the wonder of

your frailty, Which keeps so firm a station.—We are parted.

War. We are. A crown of peace renew thy age, Most honourable Huntley! Worthy Crawford ! We may embrace; I never thought thee injury.

Craw. Nor was I ever guilty of neglect Which might procure such thought; I take my

leave, sir. War. To you, lord Dalyell,—what? accept a

sigh, 'Tis hearty and in earnest.

Dal. I want utterance; My silence is my farewell.

. Kath. Oh!-oh!

Jane. Sweet madam,
What do you mean?-my lord, your hand.

[To Dal. Dal. Dear lady, Be pleased that I may


your lodgings. [Exeunt DALYELL and Jane, supporting


you to

Enter Sheriff and Officers with SKETON, ASTLEY,

HERON, and JOHN A-WATER, with Halters about their necks. Oxf. Look


behold your followers, appointed To wait on you in death!

War. Why, peers of England, We'll lead them on courageously; I read A triumph over tyranny upon Their several foreheads. Faint not in the moment

Of victory! our ends, and Warwick's head,
Innocent Warwick's head, (for we are prologue
But to his tragedy) conclude the wonder
Of Henry's fears;? and then the glorious race
Of fourteen kings, Plantagenets, determines
In this last issue male ; Heaven be obey'd !
Impoverish time of its amazement, friends,
And we will prove as trusty in our payments,
As prodigal to nature in our debts.
Death ? pish! 'tis but a sound; a name of air;
A minute's storm, or not so much; to tumble
From bed to bed, be massacred alive
By some physicians, for a month or two,
In hope of freedom from a fever's torments,
Might stagger manhood; here the pain is past
Ere sensibly ’tis felt. Be men of spirit!
Spurn coward passion ! so illustrious mention
Shall blaze our names, and stile us Kings o'er

death. [Exeunt Sheriff and Officers with the Prisoners. Daw. Away-impostor beyond precedent! No chronicle records his fellow.

Hunt. I have
Not thoughts left: 'tis sufficient in such cases
Just laws ought to proceed.

7 Our ends, and Warwick's headconclude the wonder

Of Henry's fears.] This poor prince, as Lord Bacon calls him, was undoubtedly sacrificed to the barbarous policy of the king. He was brought to trial almost immediately after Warbeck's death, condemned, and executed for conspiring with the former to raise sedition! He made no defence, and probably quitted, without much regret, a life that had never known one happy day.

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