Exeunt Matrevis and Gurney, with the King.
Manent Edmond and the Souldiers.
Edm.
O miserable is that common weale, where Lords
Keepe Courts, and Kings are lockt in Prison!
Sould.
Wherefore stay we? on Sirs to the Court.
Edw.
I, lead me whither you will, even to my death,
Seeing that my Brother cannot be releast. Exeunt omnes.
Enter Mortimer alone.
Mor.ju.
The King must dye, or Mortimer goes down,
The Commons now begin to pitty him,
Yet he that is the cause of Edwards death,
Is sure to pay for it when his sonne is of age,
And therefore will I do it cunningly,
This Letter written by a friend of ours,
Containes his death, yet bids them save his life,
Edwardum occidere nolite timere bonum est.
Feare not to kill the King, tis good he dye;
But reade it thus, and that's another sense:
Edwardum occidere nolite timere bonum est.
Kill not the King, tis good to feare the worst.
Unpointed as it is, thus shall it goe,
That being dead, if it chance to be found,
Matrevis and the rest may beare the blame,
And we be quit that caus'd it to be done.
Within this Roome is lock'd the Messenger,
That shall convey it, and performe the rest,
And by a secret token that he beares,
Shall he be murdered when the deed is done.
Lightborne come forth, art thou so resolute as thou wast?
Light.
What else my Lord? and farre more resolute.
Mor.ju.
And hast thou cast how to accomplish it?
Light.
I, I, and none shall know which way he died.
Mor.ju.
But at his lookes Lightborne thou wilt relent.
Light.
Relent, ha, ha, I use much to relent.
Mor.ju.
Well, doe it bravely, and be secret.
Light.
You shall not neede to give instructions,
Tis not the first time I have kil'd a man,
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