HANG. Aye, marry, sir, this is a good motion! My masters, you see here's a good fellow. PED. Nay, nay, now I remember me, let them alone till some other time; for now I have no great need. HIERO. I have not seen a wretch so impudent. O monstrous times where murders are so light, And where the soul that should be shrin'd in heav'n Solely delights in interdicted things, Still wand'ring in the thorny passages That intercepts itself of happiness! Murder? O bloody monster! God forbid A fault so foul should 'scape unpunished! Dispatch and see this execution done; This makes me to remember thee, my son. Exit HIERONIMO. PED. Nay, soft! no haste! DEPU. Why, wherefore stay you? Have you hope of life? PED. Why, aye. HANG. As how? PED. Why, rascal, by my pardon from the king. HANG. Stand you on that? then you shall off with this. He turns him off. DEPU. So, executioner, convey him hence; But let his body be unburied. Let not the earth be choked or infect What that which Heav'ns contemns and men neglect. Exeunt. [ACT III. SCENE 7.] [HIERONIMO's house.] Enter HIERONIMO. HIER. Where shall I run to breath abroad my woes,-- My woes whose weight hath wearied the earth, Or mine exclaims that have surcharg'd the air With ceaseless plaints for my deceased son? The blust'ring winds, conspiring with my words, At my lament have mov'd to leafless trees, Disrob'd the meadows of their flower'd green, Made mountains marsh with spring-tides of my tears, And broken through the brazen gates of hell; Yet still tormented is my tortur'd soul With broken sighs and restless passions, That, winged, mount, and hovering in the air, Beat at the windows of the brightest heav'ns, Soliciting for justice and revenge. But they are plac'd in those empyreal heights, Where, countermur'd with walls of diamond, I find the place impregnable, and they Resist my woes and give my words no way. Enter HANGMAN with a letter. HANG. O Lord, sir! God bless you, sir! The man, sir,-- Petergade, sir: he that was so full of merry conceits-- HIER. Well, what of him? HANG. O Lord, sir! he went the wrong way; the fellow had a fair commission to the contrary. Sir, here is his passport, I pray you, sir; we have done him wrong. HIERO. I warrant thee; give it me. HANG. You will stand between the gallows and me? HIERO. Aye, aye! HANG. I thank your lord's worship. Exit HANGMAN.