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ETHWALD:
Eth. (presenting the sword to Ethw.) And what says noble Ethwald?
Ethw. All that the brave should say. (kissing it also.)
Eth. (triumphantly) Now, Mercia, thou art strong! give me your hands,
Faith, I must lay them both upon my breast!
(pressing both their hands to his breast.)
This is a lovely sight!
Ethw. (softened) You weep, good Ethelbert,
Eth. (brushing off his tears with his hand.)
Yes, yes! such tears as the warm shower'd earth
Shews to the kindly sun.
Ed. (to Ethw. gently clapping his shoulder.)
I love this well: thou like a woman weep'st,
And fightest like a man. But look, I pray!
There comes my arm's-man with the braggard's sword:
Let us assay it yonder.(Exeunt.
END OF THE THIRD ACT.
