Shalt sink confounded, and unpitied fall.

Bur. Rail on, proud lord, and give thy choler vent:

It wastes itself in vain; the queen shall judge

Between us in this warm debate. To her

I now repair: and, in her royal presence,

You may approve your innocence and faith.

Perhaps you'll meet me there. Till then, farewell.

[Exit.

South. Confusion wait thy steps, thou cruel monster!—

My noble and illustrious friend betray'd

By crafty faction, and tyrannic power!

His sinking trophies, and his falling fame,

Oppress my very soul. I'll to the queen,

Lay all their envy open to her view,

Confront their malice, and preserve my friend.

[Exit.

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SCENE II.

Presence Chamber.

The Queen discovered, sitting on her Throne. Raleigh, Lords, and Attendants.

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