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Behind him casts the fears of Mercia's lord. The north subdued, then stretching to the west Ha! doth some gloomy void still yawn before me, In fearful shade (turning his eyes away hastily from it.) No; I saw nothing: shall I thus be moved O they're all there again! and ev'ry phantom Mark'd with its grisly wounds, e'en as before. Ho; who waits there? Hugon I say, ho Hugon! Gome to me! quickly come!

Groom. Save you, my royal Lord! What is your pleasure? Are you in pain? Your voice did sound, methought With strange unnat'ral strength.

Eth. Bring me lights here.

Groom, A hundred lamps would scarce suffice, I ween, To light this spacious chamber.

Ethw. Then let a thousand do it; must I still In ev'ry shady corner of my house See hideousquickly go and do my bidding. Why star'st thou round thee thus? dost thou see aught?