University of Virginia Library

Scene XVIII.

The Governor and Soldiers.
Governor.
And since now this fair pretence,
This hypocritical deceit,
In my power at last doth lie,
Wherefore my revenge postpone
For the sorrows I have known
Through her fault? Yes, she shall die
By the bloody headsman's hand.

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Bring her hither in my name,
[To a Soldier.
Let her punishment and shame
Be a terror to the land.
Let the palace she thought sweet
But her scaffold scene present.

[Exit the Soldier with others.