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Pol. Now by my halidom
I do believe thee!--coward, I do believe thee!
Cas. Ha!--coward!--this may not be!
(
clutches his sword and staggers towards POLITIAN, but his purpose
is changed before reaching him, and he falls upon his knee at the feet of
the Earl)
Alas! my lord,
It is--it is--most true. In such a cause
I am the veriest coward. O pity me!
Pol. (greatly softened.) Alas!--I do--indeed I pity thee.
Cas. And Lalage-
Pol. Scoundrel!--arise and die!
Cas. It needeth not be--thus--thus--O let me die
Thus on my bended knee. It were most fitting
That in this deep humiliation I perish.
For in the fight I will not raise a hand
Against thee, Earl of Leicester. Strike thou home--
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