Go to the king, I pray thee,
Bid him beware of Hengist.
[Dies.
Pas. I now lament the deed that I have done.
Fla. O! sadly doth repentance sit on us.
Pas. How soon this lord of the creation dies;
The errant’st coward now may spurn him!
Fla. Sure, he did make some mention of our father,
And bade us tell him to beware of Hengist.
Pas. Something, methinks, he spoke to that effect: