Act 5, Scene III
Scene: Before the Citadel.
Enter MELANTIUS, DIPHILUS, and CALIANAX, on the Walls.
- If the dull people can believe I am arm'd,
(Be constant, Diphilus!) now we have time,
Either to bring our banish'd honours home,
Or create new ones in our ends.
- I fear not;
My spirit lies not that way.Courage, Calianax.
- 'Would I had any I you should quickly know it.
- Speak to the people: Thou art eloquent.
- 'Tis a fine eloquence to come to the gallows!
You were born to be my end. The devil take you!
Now must I hang for company. 'Tis strange,
I should be old, and neither wise nor valiant.
Enter below, LYSIPPUS, DIAGORAS, CLEON, STRATO,
- See where he stands, as boldly confident
As if he had his full command about him.
- He looks as if he had the better cause, sir;
Under your gracious pardon, let me speak it!
Though he be mighty-spirited, and forward
To all great things; to all things of that danger
Worse men shake at the telling of; yet, certainly,
I do believe him noble; and this action
Rather pull'd on, than sought: his mind was ever
As worthy as his hand
- 'Tis my fear, too.
Heaven forgive all! Summon him, lord Cleon.
- Ho, from the walls there!
- Worthy Cleon, welcome.
We could have wish'd you here, lord. You are honest.
- Well, thou art as flattering a knave, though
I dare not tell thee so
- I am sorry that we meet thus; our old love
Never required such distance. Pray Heaven,
You have not left yourself, and sought this safety
More out of fear than honour! You have lost
A noble master; which your faith, Melantius,
Some think, might have preserved: Yet you know best.
- When time was, I was mad; some, that dares fight,
I hope will pay this rascal.
- Royal young man, whose tears look lovely on thee;
Had they been shed for a deserving one,
They had been lasting monuments! Thy brother,
While he was good, I call'd him king; and served him
With that strong faith, that most unwearied valour,
Pull'd people from the farthest sun to seek him,
And beg his friendship. I was then his soldier.
But since his hot pride drew him to disgrace me,
And brand my noble actions with his lust
(That never-cured dishonour of my sister,
Base stain of whore! and, which is worse,
The joy to make it still so) like myself,
Thus I have flung him off with my allegiance;
And stand here mine own justice, to revenge
What I have suffered in him; and this old man,
Wronged almost to lunacy.
You would draw me in. I have had no wrong,
I do disclaim ye all.
- The short is this:
'Tis no ambition to lift up myself
Urgeth me thus; I do desire again
To be a subject, so I may be free.
If not, I know my strength, and will unbuild
This goodly town. Be speedy and be wise,
In a reply.
- Be sudden, sir, to tie
All up again: What's done is past recall,
And past you to revenge: and there are thousands,
That wait for such a troubled hour as this.
Throw him the blank.
- Melantius, write in that
Thy choice: My seal is at it.
[Throws him a paper.
- It was our honours drew us to this act,
Not gain: and we will only work our pardons.
- Put my name in too.
- You disclaim'd us all
But now, Calianax.
- That is all one:
I'll not be hang'd hereafter by a trick:
I'll have it in.
- You shall, you shall.
Come to the back gate, and we'll call you king,
And give you up the fort.
- Away, away.