Has doffed the mask.
Luc.The heart of Rome must swell
To put the monster down.
Thr.We have our part:
But in the sorry tragedy he makes
We can be but spectators. On his stage
There’s nought but folly. Come thou home with me:
I’ll show thee how we may regard this play,
Take note of all the actors, and watch the end.
[Exeunt.