Uncle, scorn you your royal sovereign,
As if we stood for cyphers in the court?
Upbraid you me with those your benefits?
Why, it was a subject’s duty so to do.
What you have done for our deceased sire,
We know, and all know you have your reward.

CORINEUS.
Avaunt, proud princox; bravest thou me withall?
Assure thyself, though thou be Emperor,
Thou ne’er shalt carry this unpunished.

CAMBER.
Pardon my brother, noble Corineus;
Pardon this once and it shall be amended.

ASSARACHUS.
Cousin, remember Brutus’ latest words,
How he desired you to cherish them;
Let not this fault so much incense your mind,
Which is not yet passed all remedy.CORINEUS.
Then, Locrine, lo, I reconcile myself;
But as thou lovest thy life, so love thy wife.
But if thou violate those promises,
Blood and revenge shall light upon thy head.
Come, let us back to stately Troinouant,
Where all these matters shall be settled.

LOCRINE.
[_To himself_.]
Millions of devils wait upon thy soul!
Legions of spirits vex thy impious ghost!
Ten thousand torments rack thy cursed bones!
Let every thing that hath the use of breath
Be instruments and workers of thy death!
[_Exeunt._]

SCENE II. A forest

Enter Humber alone, his hair hanging over his shoulders, his arms all bloody, and a dart in one hand.

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