Where thou must do, or die!
[aloud] Lead on. I'll follow. [Exeunt.]

Fool. There, now. No fee for the fool; and yet my prescription was
as good as those old Jeremies'. But in law, physic, and divinity,
folks had sooner be poisoned in Latin, than saved in the mother-
tongue.



ACT II



SCENE I. A.D. 1221-27


Elizabeth's Bower. Night. Lewis sleeping in an Alcove.

Elizabeth lying on the Floor in the Foreground.

Eliz. No streak yet in the blank and eyeless east--
More weary hours to ache, and smart, and shiver
On these bare boards, within a step of bliss.
Why peevish? 'Tis mine own will keeps me here--
And yet I hate myself for that same will:
Fightings within and out! How easy 'twere, now,
Just to be like the rest, and let life run--
To use up to the rind what joys God sends us,
Not thus forestall His rod: What! and so lose