But they will pluck away his natural cause Lew. May be he will not touch young Arthur's But hold himself safe in his prisonment. Pand. O, sir, when he shall hear of your approach, If that young Arthur be not gone already, O noble Dauphin, Lew. Strong reasons make strong actions: let us go: If you say ay, the king will not say no. 169. hurly, uproar, 'hurly- ticing birds. burly.' 174. call, a cry used in en [Exeunt. 175. train, allure. 160 170 180 ACT IV. SCENE I. A room in a castle. Enter HUBERT and 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 Hub. Uncleanly scruples! fear not you: look Enter ARTHUR. Good morrow, little prince. Arth. Good morrow, Hubert. Hub. Mercy on me! Arth. 2. Within the arras, i.e. behind the tapestry. 16. Only for wantonness, for a mere freak. ΙΟ 16. my christendom, my faith as a Christian. And so I would be here, but that I doubt Is it my fault that I was Geffrey's son? No, indeed, is 't not; and I would to heaven He will awake my mercy which lies dead: Arth. Are you sick, Hubert? you look pale In sooth, I would you were a little sick, Hub. [Aside] His words do take possession of my bosom. Read here, young Arthur. [Showing a paper. [Aside] How now, foolish rheum! Turning dispiteous torture out of door! I must be brief, lest resolution drop Arth. Too fairly, Hubert, for so foul effect: Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes? Hub. Young boy, I must. Arth. Hub. 20 30 And will you? Arth. Have you the heart? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkercher 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, 19. doubt, fear. 34. dispiteous, pitiless. And like the watchful minutes to the hour, Saying, 'What lack you?' and 'Where lies your Or 'What good love may I perform for you?' If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, eyes? These eyes that never did nor never shall So much as frown on you. Hub. I have sworn to do it ; And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arth. Ah, none but in this iron age would do it! The iron of itself, though heat red-hot, Approaching near these eyes, would drink my tears And quench his fiery indignation Even in the matter of mine innocence; Are you more stubborn-hard than hammer'd iron? And told me Hubert should put out mine eyes, I would not have believed him,-no tongue but Hub. Come forth. 46. watchful minutes to the hour, minutes that serve as watches to the hour (succeed one another at regular intervals). 47. anon. [Stamps. 50 60 70 Still and anon, ever and 50. lien, lain. 52. sick service, service in sickness. Re-enter Executioners, with a cord, irons, etc. Do as I bid you do. Arth. O save me, Hubert, save me! my eyes are out Even with the fierce looks of these bloody men. Hub. Give me the iron, I say, and bind him here. Arth. Alas, what need you be so boisterousrough? I will not struggle, I will stand stone-still. For heaven sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! 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. Hub. Come, boy, prepare yourself. Arth. Is there no remedy? None, but to lose your eyes. Arth. O heaven, that there were but a mote in yours, A grain, a dust, a gnat, a wandering hair, Any annoyance in that precious sense! Then feeling what small things are boisterous there, 80 90 85. within; probably in the 95. boisterous, rudely disante-chamber, not behind the turbing. arras, as in v. 2. |