but this two-fold force,
To be forestalled ere we come to fall,
Or pardon'd being down? Then I'll look up;
fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer
Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul murder'?
be; since I am still possess'd
Of those effects for which I did the murder,
My crown, mine own ambition
and my queen.
May one be pardon'd and retain the offence?
In the corrupted currents of this world
gilded hand may shove by justice,
And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself
Buys out the law: but 'tis not so
There is no shuffling, there the action lies
In his true nature; and we ourselves compell'd,
the teeth and forehead of our faults,
To give in evidence. What then? what rests?
Try what repentance
can: what can it not?
Yet what can it when one can not repent?
O wretched state! O bosom black as death!
limed soul, that, struggling to be free,
Art more engaged! Help, angels! Make assay!
Bow, stubborn knees; and,
heart with strings of steel,
Be soft as sinews of the newborn babe!
All may be well.
Retires and kneels
Now might I do it pat, now he is praying;
And now I'll do't. And so he goes to heaven;
And so am I revenged.
That would be scann'd:
A villain kills my father; and for that,
I, his sole son, do this same villain send
O, this is hire and salary, not revenge.
He took my father grossly, full of bread;
With all his crimes
broad blown, as flush as May;
And how his audit stands who knows save heaven?
But in our circumstance
and course of thought,
'Tis heavy with him: and am I then revenged,
To take him in the purging of his
When he is fit and season'd for his passage?
Up, sword; and know thou a more horrid hent:
he is drunk asleep, or in his rage,
Or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed;
At gaming, swearing, or about
That has no relish of salvation in't;
Then trip him, that his heels may kick at heaven,
And that his
soul may be as damn'd and black
As hell, whereto it goes. My mother stays:
This physic but prolongs thy
[Rising] My words fly up, my thoughts remain below:
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
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