Which, if not kept, would make the hard earth rive To the very Devil's horns, the bright sky cleave To the very feet of God, and send her hosts But softly as a bridegroom to his own. For I shall rule according to your laws, And make your ever-jarring Earldoms move Dane, Saxon, Norman, help to build a throne [Exeunt WILLIAM and all the Norman barons, &c. HAROLD. To-night we will be merry-and to-morrow Juggler and bastard-bastard-he hates that most— O God, that I were in some wide, waste field To spatter his brains! Why let earth rive, gulf in Of our great Godwin? Lo! I touch mine arms, I mean to be a liar-I am not bound Stigand shall give me absolution for it— Did the chest move? did it move? I am utter craven! O Wulfnoth, Wulfnoth, brother, thou hast betray'd me! WULFNOTH. Forgive me, brother, I will live here and die. Enter Page. PAGE. My lord! the Duke awaits thee at the banquet. HAROLD. Where they eat dead men's flesh, and drink their HAROLD. With looking on the dead. Am I so white? Thy Duke will seem the darker. Hence, I follow. [Exeunt. ACT III. SCENE I.-THE KING'S PALACE. LONDON. KING EDWARD dying on a couch, and by him stand ing the QUEEN, HAROLD, ARCHBISHOP STIGAND, GURTH, LEOFWIN, ARCHBISHOP ALDRED, ALDWYTH, and EDITH. STIGAND. Sleeping or dying there? If this be death, Then our great Council wait to crown thee King— Come hither, I have a power; [to HAROLD. They call me near, for I am close to thee Dry as an old wood-fungus on a dead tree, See here this little key about my neck! |