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Car. Oh, now thou pleasest me; weep still,
As if thou sawest me dead! with such a flux
To place them on his hearse. Now, if ye please,
Thy honoured and most sacred memory!
Drus. Thou hast done honestly, good Caratach;
And when thou diest, a thousand virtuous Romans
Car. Now dry thine eyes, my boy.
I could have wept this hour yet.
Car. Come, take cheer,
And raise thy spirit, child; if but this day
Thou canst bear out thy faintness, the night co
Jun. Here he is; have at him!
She set the sword unto her breast, Great pity it was to see,
That three drops of her life-warm blood,
Art thou there, bonny boy? And, in faith, how dost thou ?
Pet. Well, gramercy; how dost thou? He has found me,
Scented me out; the shame the devil owed me, He has kept his day with. And what news, Junius?
Jun. It was an old tale ten thousand times told,
Pet. A cruel rogue! now he has drawn pur-
He hunts me like a devil. No more singing!
Jun. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
What mare's nest hast thou found?
I cannot laugh alone: Decius! Demetrius!
Pet. Prithee no more.
Jun. The admirablest fooling!
Pet. Thou art the prettiest fellow!
Pet. Why, Junius,
Prithee away, sweet Junius!
Jun. Let me sing then.
Pet. Whoa, here's a stir now! Sing a song of sixpence !
By heaven, if-prithee-pox on't, Junius!
Pet. And what's your reason?
Jun. What's that to you?
Pet. And I must whistle.
Jun. Do so.
Pet. Tom Puppy, Leave this way to abuse me: I have found you, But, for your mother's sake, I will forgive you. Your subtle understanding may discover,
As you think, some trim toy to make you merry, Some straw to tickle you; but do not trust to it; You are a young man, and may do well; be sober, Carry yourself discreetly.
Enter DECIUS, DEMETRIPS, and CURIUS. Jun. Yes, forsooth.
Dem. How does the brave Petillius?
Jun. Monstrous merry.
We two were talking what a kind of thing
I was, when I was in love; what a strange mon
For little boys and girls to wonder at:
How like a fool I looked!
Dec. So they do all,
Like great dull slavering fools.
Jun. Petillius saw too.
Pet. No more of this; it is scurvy; peace!
Indeed how beastly, all I did became me!
Pet. I am angry.
His wise self would hang his beastly self;
The poverties, and baseness, that belong to it; iHe has read upon the reformations long.
Pet. He has so.
Jun. 'Tis true, and he must do it: Nor is it What victuals has he? fit, indeed,
Any such coward
Pet. You'll leave prating?
Jun. Should dare
Come near the regiments, especially
Those curious puppies (for believe there are such)
That only love behaviour: Those are dog-whelps,
I'll beat thee damnably within these three hours!
Judas. Not a piece of biscuit,
Not so much as will stop a tooth, nor water, More than they make themselves: They lie Just like a brace of bear whelps, close, and crafty, Sucking their fingers for their food.
That does him mischief by deceit, I'll kill him. Macer. He shall have fair play; he deserves it. Judas. Hark ve!
What should I do there then? You are brave captains,
Go pray; may be I'll kill thee. Farewell, jack-Most valiant men: Go up yourselves; use virtue,
See what will come on't; pray the gentleman To come down, and be taken. Ye all know him, I think ye've felt him too! There ye shall find
Suct. Draw out three companies,
(Yours, Decius, Junius, and thou, Petillius) And make up instantly to Caratach;
He's in the wood before ye: We shall follow,
In love too with a trifle to abuse me?
Your honourable brain-pan full of crotchets,
Thou art the arrantest rascal! Trust thy wisdom
Dig for a groat a-day, or serve a swine-herd,
Or lose my life in the purchase; good gods comfort thee!
Jun. Most sure I told you truth then.
Should not deny me any honest thing.
Pet. Dare you swear it?
That have been ill, forgiven too; forget you.
So it be fit to grant you.
Pet. Hark you, Junius!
I will live now.
Jun. Why, then I'll do it.
Jun. Kill you?
Pet. Kill me.
Pet. Pray kill me.
Pet. Ay, kill me quickly, suddenly;
Now kill me.
Jun. On what reason? You amaze me!
Pet. If you do love me, kill me; ask me not why:
I would be killed, and by you.
Jun. Mercy on me!
What ails this man? Petillius!
Pet. Pray you dispatch me;
You are not safe, whilst I live: I am dangerous, Troubled extremely, even to mischief, Junius, An enemy to all good men. Fear not; 'tis jus
I shall kill you else.
Jun. Tell me but the cause,
And I will do it.
Pet. I am disgraced, my service
Slighted and unrewarded by the general,
I dare not trust myself with: Prithee, kill me!
Jun. Stay, I'll do it;
Jun. And then I'll kill you,
Because you shall die miserable. Know, sir,
And hasted by Suetonius! Go, says he,
To take stout Caratach; there's the deed purposed,
A decd to take off all faults, of all natures:
Jun. No, I'll kill you.
He knew thee absolute, and full in soldier, Daring beyond all dangers, found thee out According to the boldness of thy spirit,
A subject, such a subject—~~
Jun. By no means-wooed thy worth, Held thee by the chin up, as thou sunkest, and
How honour held her arms out. Come, make ready,
Since you will die an ass.
Pet. Thou wilt not kill me?
Jun. By heaven, but I will, sir. I'll have no man dangerous
Live to destroy me afterward. Besides, you have gotten
Honour enough; let young men rise now. Nay,
Such a strong doting on you, that I fear
Come, if you'll pray, dispatch it.
Redeem myself at any price: Good Junius,
Jun. You will seek then
To out-do every man.
Pet. Believe it, Junius,
You shall go stroke by stroke with me.
As you are noble, and a soldier,
By all that is good and honest
Jun. There's your sword then; And now, come on, a new man: Virtue guide thee!
Look where some blessed Briton, to preserve thee, Has hung a little food and drink: Cheer up, boy; Do not forsake me now!
Hengo. Oh, uncle, uncle,
I feel I cannot stay long; yet I'll fetch it,
Car. Thou shalt, long, I hope.
Enter MACER and JUDAS.
Macer. Mark them well, Judas.
Car. Of bells, boy? 'Tis thy fancy;
Hengo. Methinks, sir,
They ring a strange sad knell, a preparation
Hengo. Fy faint-hearted, uncle?
Come, tie me in your belt, and let me down.
Hengo. No, as you love me, uncle!
I will not eat it, if I do not fetch it;
The danger only I desire; pray tie me.
We shall enjoy together that great blessedness,
Car. Most certain, child.
Car. I will, and all my care hang over three! Mine eyes are going.
My valiant child!
Hengo. Let me down apace, uncle,
And you shall see how like a daw I'll whip it
Car. Go, in the name of Heaven, boy!
Car. I see you, [Car. kills Judas with a stone.
Hengo. Oh, uncle, uncle,
Car. Lift them up!
Hengo. Pray for me;
And, noble uncle, when my bones are ashes,
You blessed angels, take him!
Car. Farewell the hopes of Britain! Thou royal graft, farewell for ever! Time and death,
You have done your worst. Fortune, now see, now proudly
Pluck off thy veil, and view thy triumph: Look, Look what thou hast brought this land to. Oh, fair flower,
How lovely yet thy ruins shew, how sweetly
Oh, how it pricks me-am I preserved for this? Even death embraces thee! The peace of heaven,
The fellowship of all great souls, be with thee!
Enter PETILLIUS and JUNIUS on the rock.
Hengo. Oh, I bleed hard; I faint too; out Ha! Dare ye, Romans? Ye shall win me bravely.
Car. Look, boy;
I have laid him sure enough.
Hengo. Have you knocked his brains out?
Car. I warrant thee for stirring more: Cheer up, child.
Hengo. Hold my sides hard; stop, stop; oh,
Must we part thus? Still I grow sicker, uncle.
I should have lived to have met these bloody
At my sword's point, to have revenged my father,
Car. Thou shalt live still, I hope, boy. Shall I draw it?
Hengo. You draw away my soul, then; I
A little longer, (spare me, Heavens!) but only
Car. Oh, my chicken,
My dear boy, what shall I lose?
Hengo. Why, a child,'
Thou art mine!
Jun. Not yet, sir.
Car. Breathe ye, ye poor Romans,
Enter SUETONIUS, and all the Roman captains.
I'll use thee like thyself, thou valiant Briton.
Thou filler of the world with fame and glory!
Suet. Excellent Briton, do me but that honour, That more to me than conquest, that true happi
To be my friend!
Car. Oh, Romans, see what here is!
Suet. For fame's sake, for thy sword's sake,
Car. I do believe. Ye've made me a brave foe;
That must have died however; had this escaped me, Give this boy honourable earth to lie in!