Actus Quintus.        Scena Prima.       Enter Dion, Cleremont, and Thrasiline.   Thra. H AS the King sent for him to death?     Di. Yes, but the King must know, 'tis not in his power to war with Heaven.     Cle. We linger time; the King sent for Philaster and the Headsman an hour ago.     Thra. Are all his wounds well? 2060     Di. All they were but scratches; but the loss of bloud made him faint.     Cle. We dally Gentlemen.     Thra. Away.     Di. We'l scuffle hard before he perish.             [Exeunt.   © Twilight Pictures, March 2001. This text is freely available for educational, non-profit uses only. Please report any errors or suggestions to Drew Whitehead.