Would take. Great God! through thy redeeming Son,

And thy Son's Mother, now receive me as70

I would approach thee, worthy her, and him, and thee!

Enter Arnold.

Arn. What do I see? Accurséd jackals! Forbear!

Cæs. (aside and laughing). Ha! ha! here's equity! The dogs

Have as much right as he. But to the issue!

Soldiers. Count, she hath slain our comrade.

Arn.‍With what weapon?

Sold. The cross, beneath which he is crushed; behold him