That, if my speech offend a noble heart, Thy arm may do thee justice: here is mine. Draws Behold, it is my privilege — The privilege of mine honours —137 My oath and my profession. I protest138, Maugre thy strength, place139, youth and eminence, Despise thy victor sword and fire-new140 fortune, Thy valour and thy heart, thou art a traitor: False to thy gods, thy brother and thy father, Conspirant143 gainst this high illustrious prince, And from th’extremest upward144 of thy head To the descent145 and dust below thy foot A most toad-spotted146 traitor. Say thou no, This sword, this arm and my
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