A TRAGEDY.
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The very children too—mine eyes have seen it—
In crowds they come
CONSTANTINE.
Distinctly. From what quarter comest thou?
SECOND CITIZEN.
Enter Third Citizen.
THIRD CITIZEN.
Is in commotion; ev'n with flesh-forks arm'd,
And all the implements of glutt'nous sloth,
The people pour along in bawling crowds,
Calling out, "bread," and "Mah'met," and "surrender,"
Towards the royal palace.
CONSTANTINE.
THIRD CITIZEN.
CONSTANTINE.
Ha! spreads it then so wide?(Calling to his friends at the bottom of the stage.)