Cur. What news? Judas. I've lodged him; rouse him, he that Enter Suetonius, DRUSIUS, REGULUS, and PE TILLIUS. After due ceremony done to th' dead, In love too with a trifle to abuse me? A merry world, a fine world! served seven years Your honourable brain-pan full of crotchets, Answer to that, sweet soldier! surely, surely, hang thee, Thou art the arrant'st rascal! Trust thy wisdom Dig for a groat a day, or serve a swine-herd, SCENE III. [Exit. Enter MACER and JUDAS, with meat and a bottle. Stole hither to relieve him: Who first ventures Judas. He lies close in a hole above, I know it, I'm sure they shake me soundly.-There ! Macer. 'Tis nothing. Judas. Make no noise; if he stir, a deadly tem pest Of huge stones falls upon's. 'Tis done! away, close! Enter CARATACH. thou feedest on. [Exeunt. why: I would be killed, and by you. Jun. Mercy on me! What ails this man? Petillius! You are not safe, whilst I live: I am dangerous, Car. Sleep still, sleep sweetly, child; 'tis all Troubled extremely, even to mischief, Junius, SCENE IV. An enemy to all good men. Fear not; 'tis justice; I shall kill you else. Jun. Tell me but the cause, And I will do it. Pet. I am disgraced, my service I dare not trust myself with: Prithee, kill me! Pet. Nay Jun. Stay, I'll do it; You shall not need your anger. But first, Petillius, Enter JUNIUS, DECIUS, PETILLIUS, and Guide. A man so bent to mischief. Guide. You are not far off now, sir, Pet. There's my sword, Jun. And then I'll kill you, Because you shall die miserable. Know, sir, And hasted by Suetonius! Go, says he, To take stout Caratach; there's the deed purposed, A deed to take off all faults, of all natures: Pet. Stay! Jun. No, I'll kill you. He knew thee absolute, and full in soldier, Pet. Hark you, Junius! I will live now. Jun. By no means-wooed thy worth, Held thee by the chin up, as thou sunk'st, and shewed thee How honour held her arms out. Come, make ready, Since you will die an ass. Pet. Thou wilt not kill me? Jun. By heaven, but I will, sir. I'll have no man dangerous Live to destroy me afterward. Besides, you have gotten Honour enough; let young men rise now. Nay, And now, come 'on, a new man: Virtue guide thee! [Exeunt. Enter CARATACH, and HENGO, on the rock. Car. Courage, my boy! I have found meat: Look, Hengo, Look where some blessed Briton, to preserve thee, Has hung a little food and drink: Cheer up, boy; Do not forsake me now! Hengo. Oh, uncle, uncle, I feel I cannot stay long; yet I'll fetch it, To keep your noble life. Uncle, I'm heartwhole, And would live. Car. Thou shalt, long, I hope. Hengo. But my head, uncle! Methinks the rock goes round. Enter MACER and JUDAS. Macer. Mark them well, Judas. Judas. Peace, as you love your life! Hengo. Do not you hear The noise of bells? Car. Of bells, boy? 'Tis thy fancy; Alas, thy body's full of wind. Hengo. Methinks, sir, They ring a strange sad knell, a preparation Hengo. Fy! faint-hearted, uncle? Come, tie me in your belt, and let me down. Hengo. No, as you love me, uncle! I will not eat it, if I do not fetch it; Car. I will, and all my care hang o'er thee! My valiant child! Hengo. Let me down apace, uncle, And you shall see how like a daw I'll whip it From all their policies; for 'tis most certain A Roman train: And you must hold me sure too, You'll spoil all else. When I have brought it, uncle, Such a strong doting on you, that I fear You shall command in chief; how are we paid We'll be as merrythen? Come, if you'll pray, dispatch it. Pet. Is there no way? Jun. Not any way to live. Pet. I will do any thing, Redeem myself at any price: Good Junius, Jun. You will seek then To out-do every man. Pet. Believe it, Junius, You shall go stroke by stroke with me. Jun. You'll leave off too, As you are noble, and a soldier, Pet. Dare you trust me? Jun. There's your sword then; Car. Go, i'th' name of Heaven, boy! Car. What ail'st thou ! [JUDAS shoots HENGO. Hengo. Oh, uncle, uncle, Oh, how it pricks me-am I preserved for this? Fever or famine-I was born to die, sir. Car. But thus unblown, my boy? Hengo. I go the straighter Enter PETILLIUS and JUNIUS on the rock. Ha! Dare ye, Romans? Ye shall win me bravely. Thou'rt mine! [Fight. Jun. Not yet, sir. Car. Breathe ye, ye poor Romans, And come up all, with all your ancient valours; Like a rough wind I'll shake your souls, and send them Enter SUETONIUS, and all the Roman captains. Suet. Yield thee, bold Caratach! By all the gods, As I am soldier, as I envy thee, I'll use thee like thyself, the valiant Briton. Pet. Brave soldier, yield, thou stock of arms and honour, Thou filler of the world with fame and glory! Jun. Most worthy man, we'll woo thee, be thy prisoners. Suet. Excellent Briton, do me but that honour, That more to me than conquest, that true happiness, To be my friend! Car. Oh, Romans, see what here is! Had this boy lived Suet. For fame's sake, for thy sword's sake, As thou desir'st to build thy virtues greater! By all that's excellent in man, and honest Car. I do believe. Ye've made me a brave foe; My journey to the gods. Sure I shall know you, Make me a noble friend, and from your goodness, When you come, uncle? Car. Yes, boy. Hengo. And I hope We shall enjoy together that great blessedness, You told me of. Car. Most certain, child. Give this boy honourable earth to lie in! Suet. He shall have fitting funeral. Car. I yield then ; Not to your blows, but your brave courtesies. Pet. Thus we conduct, then, to the arms of |
