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 Ormond. You will see With your own eyes, here in this place, ere long, The King's men mingling with the partisans Of Parliament. The lowering Puritans Obey the voice of their fanaticism. They'll have no more of Oliver than Charles. If Cromwell grasps the throne, then at their hands He dies. Lambert, his rival and their chief, Doth join with us. He ventures to aspire To replace Cromwell, but we'll look to that! Spanish and Flemish gold have won for us Many confederates within these walls. 'Tis a fair game in short,—we cast the die! Broghill.Cromwell is very shrewd! you stake your head. Ormond.For whom to-morrow'll be a festal day, God alone knows. Our plot's success is sure. This morning Rochester will hither bring Sedley and Jenkins, Clifford, Davenant The poet, who the King's secret commands Doth bear to us. To the same rendezvous Sir Richard Willis, Harrison and Carr Will come. Broghill.But they're in prison; they are foes Whom Cromwell holds in durance in the Tower. Ormond.A word confounds thee. Bound by diverse ties To the same fate—to compass Cromwell's fall,— Our ranks include Barkstead the regicide, The Keeper of the Tower, whom the hope Of pardon hath impelled to side with us. You see how artfully our scheme's devised. In a vast network Cromwell is enmeshed. He'll not escape! Beneath the throne he rears, Like-minded interests have digged a pit.