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 Imprudent! [To .] We have still to put in place The royal chair of state upon the platform.— Assist me, friend.

Tom [glancing at the chair. A goodly chair, in sooth! He'll be a king therein! Enoch [arranging the chair, to the master-workman. Upon the night Whereof you spoke, it was myself, methinks, Who placed for Charles a noble oaken block, Set forth with holdfasts and with double chain; All new it was, and had before been used For none save my Lord Strafford. A Third Workman. Who was the man Who bade us hammer not so noisily? The Master Workman. 'Twas Tomlinson, the colonel of the guard. He bade us not advance the agony, And told us that our hammers' ceaseless din Deprived the culprit of his final sleep. Nahum.He slept! 'twas strange! A Fourth Workman. At that ill-omened hour, One who had seen us, in the darkness hid, Building a scaffold by the light of torches, Like grave-diggers, or like those demons, who, By their infernal art, th' abodes of hell Rear in a single night,—such witness would