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Act V., Sc. 3]
AGLAURA
129

Agl. What place have murtherers, brother, there? for, sure,
The murtherer of the prince must have a punishment70
That heav'n is yet to make.

Zir. How is religion fool'd betwixt our loves
And fears! Poor girl, for ought that thou hast done,
Thy chaplets may be fair and flourishing
As his in the Elysium.

Agl. Do you think so?75

Zir. Yes, I do think so.
The juster judges of our actions,
Would they have been severe upon our weaknesses,
Would, sure, have made us stronger. Fie! those tears
A bride upon the marriage-day as properly80
Might shed as thou:
Here widows do't, and marry next day after.
To such a funeral as this there should
Be nothing common.
We'll mourn him so that those, that are alive,85
Shall think themselves more buried far than he;
And wish to have his grave, to find his obsequies:
But stay: the body.

[Brings up Thersames' body; she swoons and dies

Again! sister, Aglaura!
O, speak once more, once more look out, fair soul.
She's gone—90
Irrevocably gone, and winging now
The air like a glad bird broken from some cage.
Poor bankrupt heart, when 't had not wherewithal
To pay to sad disaster all that was
Its due, it broke—would mine would do so too!95
My soul
Is now within me, like a well-mettled hawk
On a blind falc'ner's fist: methinks I feel
It baiting to be gone: and yet I have
A little foolish business here on earth100
I will despatch.[Exit

Scene III

Enter Pasithas, with the body of Ariaspes

Pas. Let me be like my burthen, if I had not here as
lieve kill two of the blood royal for him, as carry one of
them! these gentlemen of high actions are three times as