[Cal., Ste., and Trin. are driven out.]
Go charge my goblins that [they] grind their joints
With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews
With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted make them
Then pard or cat o’ mountain.
Ari.
Hark, they roar!
260 Pros. Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour
[Lie] at my mercy all mine enemies:
Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou