Enter Epido, two Christians and officers.
Epi. 'Tis done, my Lord, as you directed.
Hen. They are come:
Make signes you'le yet deny your Christianity (They make signes.)
And kneele with us to sacred Iupiter.
No? make them then a Sacrifice to Iupiter
For all the wrongs by Bellizarius done.
Dispatch, I say; to the fire with them.
Belliz. Alas, good men! tonguelesse? you'le yet be heard;
The sighes of your tun'd soules are musicall,
And whil'st I breath, as now my tears I shed,
My prayers He send up for you; 'twas I that mangl'd you.
How soone the bodies Organ leaves the sound!
The Life's next too't; a Needles point ends that,
A small thing does it. Now you have quiet roomes
No wrangling, all husht. Now make me a fellow
In this most patient suffering.
Hen. Beare them unto the fire, and place him neere To fright him. (Flourish.)
Belliz. On, fellow Souldiers! Your fires will soon be quencht, and for your wrongs You shall, above, all speake with Angels tongues.
[Exeunt.
(SCENE 3.)
Enter Clowne, Constable and three watchmen.
Clown. You[146] that are borne Pagans both by father and mother, the true sonnes of Infidelity, sit downe by me your officiall, or to come nearer to the efficacy of the word, your undermost Iaylor or staller; —the word is Lordly and significant.