I am the man in fate; and since so bravely
Your lordship stands mee, scape but one more charge,
And, on my life, Ile set your life at large.
Mont. Said like a D'Ambois, and if now I die,
Sit joy and all good on thy victorie!110
Fights, and fals downe.
Mont. Farewell! I hartily forgive thee; wife,
And thee; let penitence spend thy rest of life. Hee gives his hand to Cler[mont] and his wife.
Cler. Noble and Christian!
Tam. O, it breakes my heart.