Page 218 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

To the yet unbegotten sin of times;
And prove a deadly bloodshed but a jest, [55]
Exampled by this heinous spectacle.

BASTARD
It is a damned and a bloody work;
The graceless action of a heavy hand,

If that it be the work of any hand.

SALISBURY
If that it be the work of any hand! [60]
We had a kind of light what would ensue:
It is the shameful work of Hubert’s hand,

The practice and the purpose of the king:
From whose obedience I forbid my soul,
Kneeling before this ruin of sweet life, [65]
And breathing to his breathless excellence

The incense of a vow, a holy vow,
Never to taste the pleasures of the world,
Never to be infected with delight,
Nor conversant with ease and idleness, [70]

Till I have set a glory to this hand,
By giving it the worship of revenge.

PEMBROKE, BIGOT
Our souls religiously confirm thy words.

Enter Hubert.

HUBERT
Lords, I am hot with haste in seeking you:

Arthur doth live; the king hath sent for you. [75]

SALISBURY

O, he is bold and blushes not at death.
Avaunt, thou hateful villain, get thee gone!

HUBERT