1 _Cap_. But doe you thinck They meane to take his head of, or to fright him? 2 _Cap_. Heaven keep me from such frights. Why are theis Guards Commaunded to make good the Execution, If they intend not death? 1 _Cap_. But dare they doe it? 2 _Cap_. What dare not Justice do that's right and honest? Is he not proov'd a guilty man? What bugs Should publick safety be afraid to looke on? Do you hold the United _States_ so tame to feare him,-- Feare him a Traitor, too? 1 _Cap_. You know hee's much lov'd, And every where they stir in his Compassion. 2 _Cap_. They'll stir so long till some of 'em will sinck for't, Some of the best I feare that glewd his faction; Their building lyes discoverd and their bases broken. 1 _Cap_. There is much money laid in every place, too, Hundreds and thousands, that they dare not strike him. 2 _Cap_. Give loosers leave to play the fooles; 'tis lost all. Secure yourself he dyes; nor is it wisdom To go an ace lesse with him: he is monstrous. --The people hurry now; stand fast, he is comming. _Enter Provost, Soldiers & Executioners, with a Coffin & a Gibbett_. _Pro_. Make roome before! cleere all theis gaping people And stop their passage. 1 _Cap_. How now? What wonder's this? _Prov_. Stay! or ile make ye stay: I charge ye stir not. 2 _Cap_. What thinck you now? dare not theis men do Justice? This is the body of _Leidenberg_, that killd himself To free his Cause: his shame has found him yet. _Prov_. Up with him, come: set all your hands & heave him! _Exec_. A plaguy, heavy Lubber! Sure this fellow Has a bushell of plot in's belly, he weighes so massy. Heigh! now againe! he stincks like a hung poll cat. This rotten treason has a vengeance savour; This venison wants pepper and salt abhominably. _Prov_. Pyn him aloft, and pin him sure. _Exec_. I warrant ye; If ere he run away againe ile swing for him. This would make a rare signe for a Cookes shop, The Christmas pie. [_Exeunt Executioners_. _Prov_. Come; now about the rest.--Keepe the Court cleere still. [_Exeunt Provost and Soldiers_. 2 _Cap_. What thinck you now? 1 _Cap_. Now I am afraid of him. This prologue should portend a fatall Tragedie: Theis examples will make 'em shake. 2 _Cap_. 'Tis well they have 'em; Their stubbornenes and pride requires 'em greater. The Prince strikes iust ith' nick and strikes home nobely: This new pretending faction had fird all els; They had floong a generall ruyn on the Cuntry. _Enter Boyes & Burgers_. 1 _Boy_. He comes, he comes, he comes! ô for a place now! 2 _Boy_. Let's climb the Battlements. _Cap_. Away with theis rogues. 1 _Burg_. I saw the Guard goe for him: Where shall we be now? 2 _Burg_. He will make a notable Speech, I warrant him. 3 _Burg_. Let's get us neere the Skaffold. 1 _Cap_. Keep of, Turnops: Ye come upon our Pikes els.