Guardian:
For the second offence, as the crime's more immense,
Take the thumb off the right hand instead;
And the third time he'll steal, without any appeal,
The hangman's to whip off his head.
Ogre: Very right to do so, for a thief as we know,
Isn't likely to steal when he's dead.
2nd Dowager Messenger:
You won't order the worst, as this crime is the first,
It's a pity if they have to swing.
Guardian:
In the Commentors' sense, a primal offence
Is as much an impossible thing
As a stream without source, a blow struck without
force,
Or leaves without roots in the spring.
Ogre: Or a catapult wanting a sling.
Guardian:
But although this case is proved on its face
To be what is called a priori
I cannot refuse to consider the views
Of the amiable lady before me. (Bows to 2nd
Dowager Messenger.)
In compliance to her I am ready to err
On the side that she leans to, of mercy,
For she has a kind tongue, and the prisoners are
young;
But that they may not live to curse me,
I give out my decree, the left thumb shall be
Kept in Court till the next time they'll come.
And now if you please let whoever agrees
With my pledge turn down his own thumb.
1st Dowager Messenger: It is very just and right.
(Turns down hers.)
Ogre: You're letting them off too easy. They're
a bad example to the world. But to take the
thumb off them is better than nothing! (Turns
down both his thumbs.)
Guardian: (To Wrenboys.) Well, my dear pupils,
I don't see you turn down your thumbs.