ANNABELLA.
Be a gallant hangman.
I dare thee to the worst; strike and strike home.
I leave revenge behind, and thou shall feel it.
(To Vasquez.) Pish, do not beg for me, I prize my life
As nothing, if the man will needs be mad,
Why, let him take it.
(Ibid., acte IV, sc. iii.)
[67]:
These are the funeral tears
Shed on your grave; these furrowed my cheeks
When first I lov'd and knew not how to woo....
Give me your hand; how sweetly life doth run
In these well-colour'd veins! How constantly
These palms do promise health!...
Kiss me again, forgive me.... Farewell....
Soranzo, see this heart, which was thy wife's.
Thus I exchange it royally for thine.
(Ibid., acte V, sc. v.)
[68]: Édition Dyce, Duchess of Malfi, 60.
For places in court are but like beds in the hospital, where this man's head lies at that man's foot, and so lower and lower.
(Duchess of Malfi, acte II, sc. I.)
[69]: Personnages de Bosola, de Flaminio.