When shall I hear all through?-How lived you? where? And when came you to serve our Roman captive? Will serve our long interrogatories.-See, And she, like harmless lightning, throws her eye Save these in bonds; let them be joyful too, For they shall taste our comfort.— [GUARDS take off their Chains. The forlorn soldier, that so nobly fought; He would have well becomed this place, and graced The thankings of a king. Post. I am, sir, The soldier that did company these three The purpose I then follow'd:-That I was he, Iach. I am down again : [Kneels. But now my heavy conscience sinks my knee, As then your force did. But, your ring first; And here the bracelet of the truest princess, That ever swore her faith:- Now take that life, 'beseech you, Which I so often owe. Post. Kneel not to me: The power that I have on you is to spare you; Cym. Nobly doom'd: We'll learn our freeness of a son-in-law; Pardon's the word to all-Laud we the gods; And let our crooked smokes climb to their nostrils From our bless'd altars!-Set we forward: Let Friendly together: so through Lud's town march : Ere bloody hands were wash'd, with such a peace. [Exeunt omnes.-Drums and Trumpets. THE END. |