coming up_).
Slay her, although she had a thousand lives:
She hath killed our comrade.

_Olimp._ Welcome such a death!
You have no life to give, which the worst slave
Would take. Great God! through thy redeeming Son,
And thy Son's Mother, now receive me as 70
I would approach thee, worthy her, and him, and thee!

_Enter_ ARNOLD.

_Arn._ What do I see? Accursed jackals! Forbear!

_Caes._ (_aside and laughing_). Ha! ha! here's equity! The dogs
Have as much right as he. But to the issue!

_Soldiers_. Count, she hath slain our comrade.

_Arn._ With what weapon?

_Sold._ The cross, beneath which he is crushed; behold him
Lie there, more like a worm than man; she cast it
Upon his head.

_Arn._ Even so: there is a woman
Worthy a brave man's liking. Were ye such,
Ye would have honoured her. But get ye hence, 80
And thank your meanness, other God you have none,
For your existence. Had you touched a hair
Of those dishevelled locks, I would have thinned
Your ranks more than the enemy. Away!
Ye jackals! gnaw the bones the lion leaves,
But not even these till he permits.

_A Sold._ (_murmuring_). The lion
Might conquer for himself then.

_Arn._ (_cuts him down_). Mutineer!
Rebel in hell--you shall obey on earth!
[_The Soldiers assault_ ARNOLD.

_Arn._ Come on! I'm glad on't! I will show you, slaves,
How you should be commanded, and who led you 90
First o'er the wall you were so shy to scale,
Until I waved my banners from its height,
As you are bold within it.
[ARNOLD _mows down the foremost; the rest throw down their arms_.

_Soldiers_. Mercy! mercy!

_Arn._ Then learn to grant it. Have I taught you _who_
Led you o'er Rome's eternal battlements?

_Soldiers_. We saw it, and we know it; yet forgive
A moment's error in the heat of conquest--
The conquest which you led to.

_Arn._ Get you hence!
Hence to your quarters! you will find them fixed
In the Colonna palace.

_Olimp._ (_aside_). In my father's 100
House!

_Arn._ (_to the So