Heav’n has no justice.
[Exeunt.
SCENE IV.—THE GATE OF CÆSAR’S TOWER.
Enter Lord and Troops.
Lord. In, in! for they do scar our very backs;
And score us cowards in our hasty flight.
Enter Vortigern.
Vor. Give me another sword! I have so clogg’d,
And badged this with blood and slipp’ry gore,
That it doth mock my gripe. A sword, I say!