As for the folk, ’twill have a shuddering-fit
When it beholds your bloody sword, and many
Will say:—“It seems I knew but half this man!”
And now——
Joseph.
I’ll see you yet, not now alone;
I know for sure, as ever you’ll come back.
Herod.
’Tis not past hope: and therefore one thing more—
[A long pause.