Clar. Where art thou, keeper? give me a cup 168
of wine.
2. Mur. You shall have wine enough, my lord,
anon.
Clar. In God's name, what art thou? 172
1. Mur. A man, as you are.
Clar. But not, as I am, royal.
1. Mur. Nor you, as we are, loyal.
Clar. Thy voice is thunder, but thy looks are humble. 176
1. Mur. My voice is now the king's, my looks mine own.
Clar. How darkly, and how deadly dost thou speak!
Your eyes do menace me: why look you pale?
Who sent you hither? Wherefore do you come? 180
2. Mur. To, to, to—
Clar. To murther me?
Both [Mur.] Ay, ay.
Clar. You scarcely have the hearts to tell me so, 184
And therefore cannot have the hearts to do it.
Wherein, my friends, have I offended you?
1. Mur. Offended us you have not, but the king.
Clar. I shall be reconcil'd to him again. 188
2. Mur. Never, my lord; therefore prepare to die.
Clar. Are you drawn forth among a world of men
To slay the innocent? What is my offence?
Where is the evidence that doth accuse me? 192
What lawful quest have given their verdict up
Unto the frowning judge? or who pronounc'd
The bitter sentence of poor Clarence' death?
Before I be convict by course of law, 196
To threaten me with death is most unlawful.
178 darkly: frowningly
193 quest: inquest, jury
196 convict: convicted
