MONTEBESA.
Will never yield until it be too late;
And then he will, in brooding, vain repentance,
The more relentless be to future criminals;
As though the death of one he should have spared
Made it injustice e'er to spare another.
I know his dangerous nature all too well.
[Exeunt.
SCENE VIII.
A Prison.
Samarkoon is discovered in chains; a lamp burning on the ground near him, and a pitcher of water by it.
SAMARKOON.
With all its hopes, its happiness, and pain,
Is near at hand,—a violent bloody close,
Perhaps with added torture and disgrace.
Oh, Kattragam, terrific deity!
Thy stern decrees have compass'd all this misery.
Short, turbulent, and changeful and disastrous,
Hath been this stage of my existence. What,
When this is past, abides me in my progress
