Arb.
Away with him to prison: Now Sir, see
If my frown be regardless; Why delay you?
Seise him Bacurius, you shall know my word
Sweeps like a wind, and all it grapples with,
Are as the chaffe before it.
Tigr.
Touch me not.
Arb.
Help there.
Tigr.
Away.
1 Gent.
It is in vain to struggle.