He is frank’d up to fatting for his pains:
[315] God pardon them that are the cause of it!
[♦] Riv. A virtuous and a Christian-like conclusion,
To pray for them that have done scathe to us.
[♦] Glou. So do I ever: [Aside] being well advised:
[♦] For had I cursed now, I had cursed myself.
Enter CATESBY.
320 Cates. Madam, his majesty doth call for you;
[♦] And for your grace; and you, my noble lords.
[♦] Q. Eliz. Catesby, we come. Lords, will you go with us?