[39]:
For in a field whose superficies
Is cover'd with a liquid purple veil,
And sprinkled with the brains of slaughter'd men,
My royal chair of state shall be advanc'd,
And he that means to place himself therein,
Must armed wade up to the chin in blood....
And I whould strive to swim through pools of blood,
Or make a bridge of murder'd carcasses,
Whose arches should be fram'd with bones of Turks,
Ere I whould lose the title of a king.
(Tamburlain, part. II, acte I, sc. iii.)
[40]:
First, be thou void of these affections,
Compassion, love, vain hope, and heartless fear;
Be mov'd at nothing, see thou pity none,
But to thyself smile when the Christian moan.
.... I walk abroad o'nights,
And kill sick people groaning under walls,
Sometimes, I go out and poison wells....
Being young, I studied physic and began
To practise first upon the Italian,
There I enrich'd the priests with burials,
And always kept the sexton's arms in use,
With digging graves and ringing dead men's knells....
I fill'd the gaols with bankrupts in a year,
And with young orphans planted hospitals,
And every moon made some or other mad,
And now and then one hang himself for grief,
Pinning upon his breast a long great scroll,
How I with interest tormented him.
ITHAMORE.
O, how I long to see him shake his heels!...
.... Pull amain.
'Tis neatly done, sir; here's no print at all.
[41]: So let him lean upon his staff. Excellent! He stands as if he were begging of bacon.
O mistress, I have the bravest, gravest, secret, subtle, bottle-nosed knave to my master that ever gentleman had.
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