Can it be possible that no man saw them?
It cannot be; some villains of my court
Are of consent and sufferance in this.
What would you have? Your gentleness shall force
More than your force move us to gentleness.
Master, go on; and I will follow thee
To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty.
From seventeen years till now almost four-score
Here lived I, but now live here no more.
At seventeen years many their fortunes seek,
But at fourscore it is too late a week;
Yet fortune cannot recompense me better
Than to die well and not my master's debtor.
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