1 Cred. Thrift forbid. [170] We will beare this, rather then hazard that. Thrift forbid. [170] We will beare this, rather then hazard that. Rom. I am some-what eas’d in this yet. I am some-what eas’d in this yet. Char. (Onely friend) To what vaine purpose do I make my sorrow, Wayte on the triumph of their cruelty? Or teach their pride from my humilitie, [175] To thinke it has orecome? They are determin’d What they will do: and it may well become me, To robbe them of the glory they expect From my submisse intreaties. (Onely friend) To what vaine purpose do I make my sorrow, Wayte on the triumph of their cruelty? Or teach their pride from my humilitie, [175] To thinke it has orecome? They are determin’d What they will do: and it may well become me, To robbe them of the glory they expect From my submisse intreaties. Rom. Thinke not so, Sir, The difficulties that you incounter with, [180] Will crowne the vndertaking—Heaven! you weepe: And I could do so too, but that I know, Theres more expected from the sonne and friend Of him, whose fatall losse now shakes our natures, Then sighs, or teares, (in which a village nurse [185] Or cunning strumpet, when her knaue is hangd, May ouercome vs.) We are men (young Lord) Let vs not do like women. To the Court, And there speake like your birth: wake sleeping justice, Or dare the Axe. This is a way will sort [190] With what you are. I call you not to that I will shrinke from my selfe, I will deserue Your thankes, or suffer with you—O how bravely That sudden fire of anger shewes in you! Give fuell to it, since you are on a shelfe, [195] Of extreme danger suffer like your selfe. Thinke not so, Sir, The difficulties that you incounter with, [180] Will crowne the
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