Page 872 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

When you have spoken it ’tis dead, and I am the grave of it.

SECOND LORD
He hath perverted a young gentlewoman here in Florence, of a most chaste
renown, and this night he fleshes his will in the spoil of her honour. He [15]
hath given her his monumental ring, and thinks himself made in the unchaste
composition.

FIRST LORD
Now, God delay our rebellion! As we are ourselves, what things are we!

SECOND LORD
Merely our own traitors. And as in the [20] common course of all treasons we
still see them reveal themselves till they attain to their abhorred ends, so he
that in this action contrives against his own nobility, in his proper stream

o’erflows himself.

FIRST LORD

Is it not meant damnable in us to be [25] trumpeters of our unlawful intents?
We shall not then have his company tonight?

SECOND LORD
Not till after midnight, for he is dieted to his hour.

FIRST LORD
That approaches apace. I would gladly have [30] him see his company
anatomized, that he might take a measure of his own judgements wherein so

curiously he had set this counterfeit.

SECOND LORD
We will not meddle with him till he come, for his presence must be the whip
of the other. [35]

FIRST LORD
In the meantime, what hear you of these wars?

SECOND LORD