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CROMWELL

Ormond.Thy place is kept for thee, by Ravaillac.
Cromwell.Old man, by hate thy heart is borne too far.
Thy grey hairs should inspire more gentle thoughts.
Cromwell a Ravaillac! Canst thou compare
With that base hand the hand that moves the world,
With the assassin's knife a people's axe?
We the same point attain from hell and heav'n.
Blood branded Cain and Samuel adorned.
Ormond.But Ravaillac, of infamous renown,—-
Hath he not to commend him all one needs
To share thy glory? Like thyself he caused
The death of a just king; what lacks he, pray?
Cromwell.He struck too low; a king should ne'er be struck
Save at the neck.
Ormond. Save at the neck. O my beloved master!
O Charles! in all his glory he appears
Before my weeping eyes!
[To Cromwell, repulsing him.
Before my weeping eyes! Again I say,
Out of my sight, you, whose impious hand
Dared touch a king's majestic head!
Cromwell. Dared touch a king's majestic head! Go to!
Blood sometimes stains, and sometimes purifies.
[Aside.]How now! he doth accuse me and I plead
My cause. I suffer him to make parade,
With knee unbended, of his idiot's virtue
And of his madman's honour! In good sooth
He knows not whither, in its tyranny,
Genius is sometimes borne by destiny.
I'll leave this hopeless case.
[He turns his back on Ormond and accosts Jenkins.
I'll leave this hopeless case. What! Doctor Jenkins,
[Pointing to Ormond and Murray.