. The great civil war of the times of Charles I. and Cromwell . est; butfeared that his weakness and passion would not lend him eyes to behold the departure ofhis friend. The next morning, when Strafford was on his way to the scaffold, as heapproached the apartment of the archbishop, he remarked to the heutenant that he didnot see him: nevertheless, continued he, give me leave I pray you, to do my lastobservance towards his chamber. An attendant, in the mean time, having apprised thearchbishop of his approach, he staggered to the window. The earl perceiving him,exclaimed, bowing himself to the
. The great civil war of the times of Charles I. and Cromwell . est; butfeared that his weakness and passion would not lend him eyes to behold the departure ofhis friend. The next morning, when Strafford was on his way to the scaffold, as heapproached the apartment of the archbishop, he remarked to the heutenant that he didnot see him: nevertheless, continued he, give me leave I pray you, to do my lastobservance towards his chamber. An attendant, in the mean time, having apprised thearchbishop of his approach, he staggered to the window. The earl perceiving him,exclaimed, bowing himself to the ground, My lord, your prayers and your blessiag !The aged primate hfted up his hand, pronounced his benediction, and, overcome withanguish, fell fainting to the earth. Strafford added these parting words— Farewell, mylord; God protect your innocency! and passed calmly onwards. At the gate of theTower, the heutenant wished him to enter a coach, lest the emaged populace should rushupon him to tear him in pieces. No, said he, Mr. Lieutenant; I dare look death. ^ ,n: Straffords farewell. 29 in the face, and, I hope, the people too. Have you a care that I do not escape. Tis allone how I die; whether by the stroke of the executioner, or the madness and fmy ofthe people, if that may content them. And, being freer than usual from bodily infir-mities, he walked onward, going before the guards, with a serene yet somewhat elatedcountenance, Uke a general (as was observed) at the head of his troops. He was habitedin black, with white gloves on his hands. A numerous crowd, consisting of not less thanone hundied thousand persons, stretched in long perspective across Tower HUl; to whomhe frequently took off his hat, and saluted them as he passed. Having ascended the scaffold, followed by Sii George Wentworth, the primate Usher,and others of his friends, he knelt down, and, rising, examined the block. He thenintimated his desire to speak to the people. I am here, he said, to pay my last deb
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