Pro. One o’er whom hath pass’d
All that can change man’s aspect! Yet not long
Shalt thou find safety in forgetfulness.
I am he, to breathe whose name is perilous,
Unless thy wealth could bribe the winds to silence.
—Know’st thou this, lady?
[He shows a ring.
Vit. Righteous heaven! the pledge
Amidst his people from the scaffold thrown
By him who perish’d, and whose kingly blood