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112 And we who gaze grow like him and abhor The moments that come between us and that death You promised us.

. Take up his body. Go where you please and lay it where you please, So that I cannot see his face or any That cried him towards his death.

. Dead faces laugh! The ancient right is gone, the new remains And that is death.

[They go towards the holding out their halters.

We are impatient men, So gather up the halters in your hands.

. Drive them away.

[He goes into the palace. The block the way before the

. Here is no place for you. For he and his pretensions now are finished. Begone before the men-at-arms are bidden To beat you from the door.

. Take up his body And cry that driven from the populous door He seeks high waters and the mountain birds To claim a portion of their solitude.

[They make a litter with cloak and staffs or use one discovered, heaped with food, at the opening of the play.