Unpurged

[…] What, is Brutus sick, And will he steal out of his wholesome bed, To dare the vile contagion of the night And tempt the rheumy and unpurged air To add unto his sickness?

[…] whatever was created, needs To be sustaind and fed; of Elements The grosser feeds the purer, earth the sea, Earth and the Sea feed Air, the Air those Fires Ethereal, and as lowest first the Moon; Whence in her visage round those spots, unpurg’d Vapours not yet into her substance turnd.

Kindly note that your trial is resumed, and further contempt will not be allowed to go unpurged.

And even if the god had not spurred us to it, it were a wrong to leave the guilt unpurged, when one so noble, and he your king, had perished