SCENA 2.
Alexander with al his coūcel, the dead body of Dymnus.
the reuealers of the conspiracie, Philotas.
THe haynous treason of some few had like,
T'haue ••ent me from you worthie soldiers,
But by the mercy of th'immortall Gods
I liue, and ioy your sight, your reuerend sight,
Which makes mee more t'abhore those parracides,
Not for mine owne respect, but for the wrong,
You had receiued, if their designe had stood.
Since I desire but life to do you good.
But how will you be mou'd when you shall know,
Who were the men that did attempt this shame:
When I shall show that which I grieue to show:
And name such as would God I could not name,
But that the foulnesse of their practise now:
Blots out all memory of what they were
And though I would suppresse them, yet I know,