E’en now upon thy lord’s heroic soul,
For man to bear, unsinking. Press thou not
Too heavily th’ o’erburthen’d heart. Away!
Bow down the knee, and send thy prayers for strength
Up to heaven’s gate. Farewell!
[Exit Hernandez.
Elm. Are all men thus?
—Why, were’t not better they should fall e’en now
Than live to shut their hearts, in haughty scorn,
Against the sufferer’s pleadings? But no, no!