Becket and other plays

" PROLOGUE. _A Castle in Normandy. Interior of the Hall. Roofs of a City seen thro' Windows_. HENRY and BECKET at chess. HENRY. So then our good Archbishop Theobald Lies dying. BECKET. I am grieved to know as much. HENRY. But we must have a mightier man than he For his successor. BECKET. Have you thought of one? HENRY. A cleric lately poison'd his own mother, And being brought before the courts of the Church, They but degraded him. I hope they whipt him. I would have hang'd him. BECKET. It ...