Build visions substanceless to gull our faith.
Grant that they do take note of things unseen,
'Tis with their faces to another world,
And what they speak is strange and ill advice
To us whose work is still 'mong men of earth.
Rich. You need not clear your way to me. I've not
A scruple in my soul would trip a gnat.
Speak out your heart.
Alb. You are great Pembroke now.
But Richford took an oath to serve the king.