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My head feels dizzy, but my limbs are firm. Good Hardibrand, think'st thou I shall disgrace thee?

No, by the mass! I'll give them this old carcase To hack for crow's meat if thou shrink'st one hair's breadth From the comportment of a gallant soldier, And of a brave man's son.

I thank thee. Methinks I now tread, as I onward move, With more elastic and dilating step, As if a spirit of pride within me stirr'd, Buoying me up on the swoln billows ridge. (Exeunt.

SCENE III. An outer garden room or portico in the house where Zaterloo is concealed; enter Countess and a Confessor, with two Attendants bearing Zaterloo on a small couch, which they set down on the middle of the stage; the Attendants retire.

The air revives him: look, I pray thee, father, How the fresh air revives him: say not then All hope is banish'd quite.—Thou skak'stshak'st [sic] thy head: But whilst I see upon his moving breast One heave of breath, betok'ning life within,