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And make them tame to their obedience!
Forgive the comment that my passion made
Upon thy feature; for my rage was blind,
And foul imaginary eyes of blood [265]

Presented thee more hideous than thou art.
O, answer not, but to my closet bring
The angry lords with all expedient haste.
I conjure thee but slowly: run more fast!

[Exeunt.]

Scene III IT

[Before the Castle.]

Enter Arthur on the walls.

ARTHUR
The wall is high, and yet will I leap down:

Good ground, be pitiful and hurt me not!
There’s few or none do know me: if they did,
This ship-boy’s semblance hath disguis’d me quite.

I am afraid; and yet I’ll venture it. [5]
If I get down, and do not break my limbs,
I’ll find a thousand shifts to get away:
As good to die and go, as die and stay.
[He leaps, and lies momentarily in a trance.]

O me! my uncle’s spirit is in these stones:
Heaven take my soul, and England keep my bones! [10]
[Dies.]

Enter Pembroke, Salisbury, and Bigot.

SALISBURY
Lords, I will meet him at Saint Edmundsbury:

It is our safety, and we must embrace
This gentle offer of the perilous time.

PEMBROKE