O, I'm slain.
Cas. Hold, hold! my nephew's slain before my face.
Life shall be paid with life.
And. He shall not die.
Cas. Shall not? your king and uncle says he shall.
Eul. No kingly menace or censorious frown
Do I regard. Tanti[317] for all your power!
But the compunction of my guilt doth send
A shudd'ring chilness through my veins inflam'd.
Why do ye stare, ye grisly powers of night?
There, there his soul goes: I must follow him.
[Offers to kill himself: is hindered.
And. He was provok'd, and did it in defence:
And, being my kinsman, shall be judg'd by laws
Of Troynovant: such custom claims our court.
Cas. No custom shall bar justice. I command
That he appear before us.
And. Trials are vain when passion sits as judge.
Cas. I'll soon rebate this insolent disdain.