Let him have absolution. I dispense with
The worship of dead men; feeling that I240
Am mortal, and believing that the race
From whence I sprung are—what I see them—ashes.
Bel. King! Do not deem so: they are with the stars,
And——
Sar.You shall join them ere they will rise,
If you preach farther—Why, this is rank treason.
Sal. My lord!
Sar.To school me in the worship of