First Coun. I am as faithful to the holy church
As thou art, angry priest. I do defy thee—
Sen. What have ye no respect unto the king?
I do command you, peace. Who now intrudes?
Enter a Servant in great terrour.
Serv. The rebel force! the castle is surprised!
They are at hand—they have overpower'd the guard.
Sec. Coun. Pray God thou liest! I think it cannot be.(they all rise up alarmed.)
Serv. It is as true as I do tread this spot.
Enter a Soldier wounded.
King. (to Sol.) Ha! what say'st thou? thou bearest for thy words a rueful witness.
Sol. Take arms and save the king if it be possible.
The rebel chieftains have the gates surprised,
And gain'd, below, the entrance of this tower.
They struggled for the pass; sharp was the broil,
And this speaks for me, I have born my part.
(falls down exhausted.)
Hex. (to King.) Retire, my Lord, into the higher chamber.
Your arm can give but small assistance here.
Until this horrid visit be o'erpast,
You may conceal yourself.
King. No, father, never shall the king of Mercia
Be, from his hiding-place, like a mean man
Pull'd forth. But, noble friends, it seems not wise
That this necessity should reach to you.
These rebels seek my life, and with that life
They will be satisfied. In my defence,
