Palavras lidas #89

GLOUCESTER Are you now going to dispatch this deed?

FIRST MURDERER We are, my lord; and come to have the warrant,

That may we be admitted where he is.

GLOUCESTER Well thought upon; I have it here about me.

[Gives the warrant]

When you have done, repair to Crosby Place.

But, sirs, be sudden in the execution,

Withal obdurate, do not hear him plead;

For Clarence is well-spoken, and perhaps

May move your hearts to pity, if you mark him.

FIRST MURDERER Tush!

Fear not, my lord, we will not stand to prate;

Talkers are no good doers: be assured

We come to use our hands and not our tongues.

GLOUCESTER Your eyes drop milestones,* when fools eyes drop tears.

I like you, lads: about your business straight.

Go, go, dispatch.

FIRST MURDERER We will, my noble lord.

* Your eyes drop milestones] an expression very commonly applied to hard-natured persons who were not in the habit of weeping at all.