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And so am I reveng'd. That would be scann'd:

A villain kills my father; and for that,

I, his sole son, do this same villain send

To heaven.

Why, this is hire and salary, not revenge.

He took my father grossly, full of bread,

With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May;

And how his audit stands who knows save heaven?

But in our circumstance and course of thought

'Tis heavy with him. And am I then reveng'd,

To take him in the purging of his soul,

When he is fit and season'd for his passage?

No.

Up, sword, and know thou a more horrid hent;

When he is drunk asleep, or in his rage,

Or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed,

At gaming, swearing, or about some act

That has no relish of salvation in 't;

Then trip him, that his heels may kick at heaven,

And that his soul may be as damn'd and black

As hell, whereto it goes. My mother stays:

This physic but prolongs thy sickly days.

King. My words fly up, my thoughts remain below:

Words without thoughts never to heaven go.

 75 would: requires to

scann'd: examined, considered

79 hire and salary: i.e., a reward

80 full of bread: without opportunity to fast; cf. n.

81 broad blown: in full bloom

flush: lusty

82 audit: account

83 in our circumstance and course: according to our vague ideas

86 passage: i.e., to the other world

88 hent: intention

92 relish: flavor

96 physic: medicine, i.e., the postponement 