[♦] To be revenged on Rivers, Vaughan, Grey:
[♦] But then I sigh; and, with a piece of Scripture,
[335] Tell them that God bids us do good for evil:
And thus I clothe my naked villany
[♦] With old odd ends stolen out of holy writ;
[♦] And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
Enter two Murderers.
[♦] But, soft! here come my executioners.
[340] How now, my hardy stout resolved mates!
[♦] Are you now going to dispatch this deed?