JOHN. Your lordship hath said right. Lord Salisbury,
Is not your mind as ours concerning Ely?
SAL. I judge him worthy of reproof and shame.
JOHN. Warman, bring forth your prisoner, Ely, the chancellor;
And with him bring the seal that he detains.
Warman, why goest thou not?
WAR. Be good to me, my lord.
JOHN. What hast thou done?
WAR. Speak for me, my Lord Prior:
All my good lords entreat his grace for me.
Ely, my lord--
JOHN. Why, where is Ely, Warman?
WAR. Fled to-day: this misty morning he is fled away.
JOHN. O Judas! whom nor friend nor foe may trust,
Think'st thou with tears and plaints to answer this?
Do I not know thy heart? do I not know
That bribes have purchas'd Ely this escape?
Never make antic faces, never bend
With feigned humblesse thy still crouching knee,
But with fix'd eyes unto thy doom attend.
Villain! I'll plague thee for abusing me.
Go hence; and henceforth never set thy foot
In house or field thou didst this day possess.
Mark what I say: advise thee to look to't,
Or else, be sure, thou diest remediless.
Nor from those houses see that thou receive
So much as shall sustain thee for an hour,
But as thou art, go where thou canst; get friends,
And he that feeds thee be mine enemy.
Pages:
141
142
143
144
145
146
147
148
149
150
151
152
153
154
155
156
157
158
159
160
161
162
163
164
165