He shares it amply who bestows it right.

RAM. Doubtest thou?

OSMA. Be it so: let us away;
New courtiers come -

RAM. And why not join the new?
Let us attend him, and congratulate;
Come on: they enter.

OSMA. This is now my post
No longer: I could face them in the field,
I cannot here.

RAM. To-morrow all may change;
Be comforted.

OSMA. I want nor change nor comfort.

RAM. The prisoner's voice!

OSMA. The metropolitan's?
Triumph he may--not over me forgiven.
This way, and through the chapel--none are there.
[Goes out.


THIRD ACT: THIRD SCENE.