Jac. Fos.‍You!—you are he150

Who yesterday presided o'er my pangs—

Away!—I'll walk alone.

Offi.‍As you please, Signor;

The sentence was not of my signing, but

I dared not disobey the Council when

They——

Jac. Fos. Bade thee stretch me on their horrid engine.

I pray thee touch me not—that is, just now;

The time will come they will renew that order,