Act 3, Scene 6

London. A street.

  1. [Enter a SCRIVENER.]
  2. Scrivener
  3. 2059 Here is the indictment of the good Lord Hastings;
  4. 2060 Which in a set hand fairly is engross'd,
  5. 2061 That it may be to-day read o'er in Paul's.
  6. 2062 And mark how well the sequel hangs together:—
  7. 2063 Eleven hours I have spent to write it over,
  8. 2064 For yesternight by Catesby was it sent me;
  9. 2065 The precedent was full as long a-doing:
  10. 2066 And yet within these five hours Hastings liv'd,
  11. 2067 Untainted, unexamin'd, free, at liberty.
  12. 2068 Here's a good world the while! Who is so gross
  13. 2069 That cannot see this palpable device!
  14. 2070 Yet who so bold but says he sees it not!
  15. 2071 Bad is the world; and all will come to naught,
  16. 2072 When such ill dealing must be seen in thought.
  17. [Exit.]