_Arth._ Why thats to thee if _Hub._ Come, boy, prepare yourself. thou as they proceede, Conclude their judgement with so _Arth._ Is there no remedy? vile a deede. _Hub._ None but to lose your eyes. _Hub._ Why then no execution can be lawfull, _Arth._ O heaven!--that there were If Judges doomes must be reputed but a mote in yours, doubtfull. A grain, a dust, a gnat, a wandering hair, _Arth._ Yes where in forme of Any annoyance in that precious Lawe in place and time, sense! The offended is convicted of the Then, feeling what small things are crime. boisterous there, Your vile intent must needs seem _Hub._ My Lord, my Lord, this horrible. long expostulation, Heapes up more griefe, than _Hub._ Is this your promise? go to; promise of redresse; hold your tongue. For this I know, and so resolude I end, _Arth._ Hubert, the utterance of a That subjects lives on Kings brace of tongues commaunds depend. Must needs want pleading for a pair I must not reason why he is your of eyes: foe, Let me not hold my tongue; let me But doo his charge since he not, Hubert: commaunds it so. Or Hubert, if you will, cut out my tongue. _Arth._ Then doo thy charge, and So I may keep mine eyes. O! spare charged be thy soule mine eyes; With wrongfull persecution don Though to no use, but still to look this day. on you. You rowling eyes, whose Lo! by my troth, the instrument is superficies yet cold, I doo behold with eyes that And would not harm me. Nature lent: Send foorth the terror of your _Hub._ I can heat it, boy. Moovers frowne, To wreake my wrong upon the _Arth._ No, in good sooth; the fire murtherers is dead with grief, That rob me of your faire Being create for comfort, to be reflecting view: us'd Let hell to them (as earth they In undeserv'd extremes: see else wish to me) yourself; Be darke and direfull guerdon There is no malice in this burning for their guylt, coal; And let the black tormentors of The breath of heaven hath blown his deepe Tartary spirit out, Upbraide them with this damned And strew'd repentant ashes on his enterprise, head. Inflicting change of tortures on their soules. _Hub._ But with my breath I can Delay not Hubert, my orisons are revive it, boy. ended, Begin I pray thee, reave me of _Arth._ And if you do, you will but my sight: make it blush, But to performe a tragedie And glow with shame of your indeede, proceedings, Hubert: Conclude the period with a Nay, it, perchance, will sparkle in mortal stab. your eyes; Constance farewell, tormenter And like a dog that is compell'd to come away, fight, Make my dispatch the Tyrants Snatch at his master that doth tarre feasting day. him on. All things that you should use to do _Hub._ I faint, I feare, my me wrong, conscience bids desist: Deny their office: only you do lack Faint did I say? fear was it That mercy, which fierce fire, and that I named: iron, extends, My King commaunds, that warrant Creatures of note for mercy-lacking sets me free: uses. But God forbids, and he commandeth Kings, _Hub._ Well, see to live; I will not That great Commaunder touch thine eyes counterchecks my charge, For all the treasures that thine He stayes my hand, he maketh uncle owes: soft my heart. Yet I am sworn, and I did purpose, Goe cursed tooles, your office boy, is exempt, With this same very iron to burn Cheere thee young Lord, thou them out. shalt not loose an eye, Though I should purchase it with _Arth._ O! now you look like Hubert; losse of life. all this while Ile to the King and say his will You were disguised. is done, And of the langor tell him thou _Hubert._ Peace! no more. Adieu. art dead, Your uncle must not know but you Goe in with me, for Hubert was are dead: not borne I'll fill these dogged spies with To blinde those lampes that false reports; nature pollisht so. And pretty child, sleep doubtless, and secure, _Arth._ Hubert, if ever Arthur That Hubert for the wealth of all be in state, the world Looke for amends of this Will not offend thee. received gift, I tooke my eyesight by thy _Arth._ O heaven!-- curtesie, I thank you, Hubert. Thou lentst them me, I will not be ingrate. _Hub._ Silence! no more. Go closely But now procrastination may in with me; offend Much danger do I undergo for thee. The issue that thy kindness (_Exeunt._) undertakes: Depart we Hubert, to prevent the worst. (_Exeunt._)[36]