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THE VARANGIAN. [Act V.
The great fen-eel, the serpent of the marsh,
The priest of Beelzebub, the wizard king
Of mystic brothers ; who, when honest men
Are peacefully asleep, their meetings hold
To sup with demons on the flesh of babes.
Now certain 'tis, but wherefore know I not,
Satan has failed him at his utmost need.
Silence be on thy tongue.
To one of such few words.
KING.
ivo.
Needless behest
KING.
Thou, Here ward,
My stubborn foeman, art at length subdued.
HEREWARD.
By numbers, not by dint of manly valour.
That's nought of moment
KING.
FITZ-ROLLO.
Then set out the lists,
And let me singly meet him. If this sword
Make him to quail not
KING.
Peace, Fitz-Rollo, peace.
It doth suffice that thou hast brought him here,
For which a noble Earldom shalt be thine.
The tempest of rebellion, which so long
[Addressing Hereward.
Hath hung o'er England in its darkest wrath,
By thee, the master-spirit of the storm,
Hath been directed ; for, when absent, still
Thine agents have been stirring.
But the hour