CHARMI

SIR, I may move the Court to serve your will But therein shall both wrong you and my self. Because I am familiar With what will be their answer: they will say, 'Tis against law, and argue me of Ignorance For offering them the motion. I love the cause so well, As I could run, the hazard of a check for't. Some of the bench, that watch to give it, More then to do the office that they fit for: But give me (sir) my fee. I shall deserve this better yet, in giving My Lord some counsel, (if he please to hear it) Then I shall do with pleading. That it would please his Lordship, as the Presi dents, And Counsaylors of Court come by, to stand Here, and but show your self, and to some one Or two, make his request: there is a minute When a men presence speaks in his own cause, More then the tongues of twenty advocates. Their Lordship's here are coming, I must go get me a place, you'll find me in Court, And at your service. Exit Charmi, Some twenty years, my Lord. I hope I have given no cause in this, my Lord— Forbear. Forbear. Hear me. This is not well. I would you had lived so, my Lord that I, Might rather have continued your poor servant. Then fit here as your Judge. And forget The parts of and accuser. Read the Indictment. And it's freely granted. Open the casket. Peruse hat deed of gift. Your state, my Lord, again is yours. What reply you In your defence for this? You must find other proofs to strengthen these But mere presumptions. It's evident. Lord Charalois, The injuries you have sustained, appear So worthy of the mercy of the Court, That notwithstanding you have gone beyond The letter of the Law, they yet acquit you. A guard: disarm him. We are taught By this sad president, how joust soever Our reasons are to remedy our wrongs, W are yet to leave them to their will and power, That to that purpose have u hority. For you, Romont, although in your excuse You may plead, what you did, was in revenge Of the dishonour done unto the Court: Yet since from us you had not warrant for it, We banish you the State: for these, they shall, As they are found guilty, or innocent, Be set free, or suffer punishment. Ex to . The cause We come to offer to your Lordship's censure, Is in it el e so noble, that it needs not Or Rhetor que in me that plead, or favour F om your graven Lordsh psalm, to determine of it Since to he praise of your impartial justice (Which guilty, nay condemned men, dare not scandal) to will erect a trophy of your mercy With married to that Justice. I will, my Lord: to say, the late dead Marshal The father of this young Lord here, my Client, Hath done his Country great and faithful service, Might task me of impertinence to repeat, What your graven Lordship's cannot but remember, He in his life, become indebted to These thrifty men, I will not wrong their credits, By giving them the attributes they now merit, And failing by the fortune of the wars, Of means to free himself, from his engagements, He was arrested, and for want of bail Imprisoned at their suit, and not long after With lose of liberty ended his life. And though it be a Maxim in our Laws, All suits die with the person, these men's malice In death find matter for their hate to work on, Denying him the decent Rites of burial, Which the sworn enemies of the Christian faith Grant freely to their slaves: may it therefore please Your Lordship's, so to fashion your decree, That what their cruelty does forbid, your pity May give allowance to. What proof have you she did play false, beside your oath? Have they took their oa hes? I foresaw this.