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Then, have I reason to be fond of grief.
K. Phil. I fear some outrage, and I'll follow her. [Exit KING PHilip. Lew. There's nothing in this world, can make me
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man;.
And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste.
Lew. All days of glory, joy, and happiness.
Lew. May be, he will not touch young Arthur's life,
But hold himself safe in his prisonment.
Pan. O, sir, when he shall hear of your approach, If that young Arthur be not gone already,
Even at that news he dies: and then the hearts
Of all his people shall revolt from him.
What may be wrought out of their discontent. Lew. Strong reasons make strong actions: Let us go;
If you say, Ay, the King will not say, No.
[Exeunt the CARDINAL and LEWIS.
ACT THE FOURTH.
A Room in a Castle.
Enter HUBERT, with Irons in his Hand, and Two EXECUTIONERS.
Hub. Heat me these irons hot: and, look thou stand
Within the arras: when I strike my foot
Upon the bosom of the ground, rush forth;
And bind the boy, which you shall find with me:-
Exec. I hope, your warrant will bear out the deed. Hub. Uncleanly scruples! Fear not you:-look [Exeunt EXECUTIONERS. Young lad, come forth; I have to say with you.
Arth. Good morrow, Hubert.
Hub. Good morrow, little Prince.
Arth. As little prince (having so great a title
Methinks, nobody should be sad but I :
Is it my fault, that I was Geffrey's son?
Arth. Are you sick, Hubert? you look pale to day: In sooth, I would you were a little sick;
That I might sit all night, and watch with you:
Hub. His words do take possession of my bosom.Read here, young Arthur. [Gives him a Warrant.
How now, foolish rheum!
I must be brief; lest resolution drop
Out at mine eyes, in tender womanish tears.-
Arth. Too fairly, Hubert, for so foul effect:
Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes? Hub, Young boy, I must. avert
Arth. And will you?
Hub. And I will.
Arth. Have you the heart? When your head did but ache,
handkerchief about your brows,
(The best I had, a princess wrought it me,)
And I did never ask it you again :
And with my hand at midnight held your head;
Hub, I have sworn to do it;
And with hot irons must I burn them out.
Arth. And if an angel should have come to me, And told me, Hubert should put out mine eyes, I would not have believ'd him: no tongue, but Hubert's.
Hub. Come forth.
[HUBERT stamps, and the EXECUTIONERS enter with the Irons and Cords.
Do as I bid you.
Arth. O, save me, Hubert, save me! my eyes are
Even with the fierce looks of these bloody men.
I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word,
Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you,
Hub. Go, stand within; let me alone with him.
Give life to yours.
Hub. Come, boy, prepare yourself.
Hub. None, but to lose your eyes.
Arth. O Heaven!-that there were but a mote in
A grain, a dust, a gnat, a wand'ring hair,
Then, feeling what small things are boist'rous there,
Hub. Is this your promise? Go to, hold your
Arth. Let me not hold my tongue; let me not,
Or, Hubert, if you will, cut out my tongue,
Hub. I can heat it, boy.
Arth. No, in good sooth; the fire is dead with grief;
The breath of Heaven hath blown his spirit out,
Hub. But with my breath I can revive it, boy. Arth. And if you do, you will but make it blush, And glow with shame of your proceedings, Hubert, Hub. I will not touch thine eyes,