. . .NELSON [symptoms of death beginning to change his face] Yes, Hardy; yes; I know it. You must go.— Here we shall meet no more; since Heaven forfend That care for me should keep you idle now, When all the ship demands you. Beatty, too. Go to the others who lie bleeding there; Them can you aid. Me you can render none! My time here is the briefest.—If I live But long enough I'll anchor.... But—too late— My anchoring's elsewhere ordered!... Kiss me, Hardy: [HARDY bends over him.] I'm satisfied. Thank God, I have done my duty! [HARDY brushes his eyes with his hand, and withdraws to go above, pausing to look back before he finally disappears.] BEATTY [watching Nelson] Ah!—Hush around!... He's sinking. It is but a trifle now Of minutes with him. Stand you, please, aside, And give him air. [BEATTY, the Chaplain, MAGRATH, the Steward, and attendants continue to regard NELSON.. . . Read More