Yet now it lightens. I am a man agen.
[Curtain.
SCENE II.—(Rise outer Curtain. A yard outside the castle at Canossa. Enter two Monks telling their beads.)
1st M. By ’r Lady, t’was a rare sight, a rare sight, t’was never known afore, nor ever be agen in Europe.
2nd M. He comes agen this morn, ’tis three days since
He’s stood i’ the courtyard suing Gregory’s favour.
1st M. The king of Europe! This be the Church’s hope,
May every season send us a Pope.
I must within ere Brother John doth make