_Mel._ That the rabble may depose their prince, has in all times, and in all countries, been accounted lawful. _1 Cit._ That's the first true syllable he has uttered: but as how, and whereby, and when, may they depose him? _Mel._ Whenever they have more power to depose, than he has to oppose; and this they may do upon the least occasion. _1 Cit._ Sirrah, you mince the matter; you should say, we may do it upon no occasion, for the less the better. _Mel._ [_Aside._] Here's a rogue now, will out-shoot the devil in his own bow. _2 Cit._ Some occasion, in my mind, were not amiss: for, look you, gentlemen, if we have no occasion, then whereby we have no occasion to depose him; and therefore, either religion or liberty, I stick to those occasions; for when they are gone, good night to godliness and freedom. _Mel._ When the most are of one side, as that's our case, we are always in the right; for they, that are in power, will ever be the judges: so that if we say white is black, poor white must lose the cause, and put on mourning; for white is but a single syllable, and we are a whole sentence. Therefore, go on boldly, and lay on resolutely for your Solemn League and Covenant; and if here be any squeamish conscience who fears to fight against the king,--though I, that have known you, citizens, these thousand years, suspect not any,--let such understand that his majesty's politic capacity is to be distinguished from his natural; and though you murder him in one, you may preserve him in the other; and so much for this time, because the enemy is at hand. _2 Cit._ [_Looking out._] Look you, gentlemen, 'tis Grillon, the fierce colonel; he that devours our wives, and ravishes our children. _1 Cit._ He looks so grum, I don't care to have to do with him; would I were safe in my shop, behind the counter. _2 Cit._ And would I were under my wife's petticoats. Look you, gentlemen. _Mel._ You, neighbour, behind your counter, yesterday paid a bill of exchange in glass louis d'ors; and you, friend, that cry, look you, gentlemen, this very morning was under another woman's petticoats, and not your wife's. _2 Cit._ How the devil does he know this? _Mel._ Therefore, fight lustily for the cause of heaven, and to make even tallies for your sins; which, that you may do with a better conscience, I absolve you both, and all the rest of you: Now, go on merrily; for those, that escape, shall avoid killing; and those, who do not escape, I will provide for in another world. [_Cry within, on the other side of the stage,_ Vive le Roi, vive le Roi! _Enter_ GRILLON, _and his Party._