No more evasion:
We have with a leaven'd and prepared choice
Proceeded to you; therefore take your
Our haste from hence is of so quick condition
That it prefers itself and leaves unquestion'd
of needful value. We shall write to you,
As time and our concernings shall importune,
How it goes with
us, and do look to know
What doth befall you here. So, fare you well;
To the hopeful execution do I leave
Of your commissions.
Yet give leave, my lord,
That we may bring you something on the way.
My haste may not admit it;
Nor need you, on mine honour, have to do
With any scruple; your scope is as
So to enforce or qualify the laws
As to your soul seems good. Give me your hand:
away. I love the people,
But do not like to stage me to their eyes:
Through it do well, I do not relish well
loud applause and Aves vehement;
Nor do I think the man of safe discretion
That does affect it. Once
more, fare you well.
The heavens give safety to your purposes!
Lead forth and bring you back in happiness!
I thank you. Fare you well.
I shall desire you, sir, to give me leave
To have free speech with you; and it concerns me
To look into the
bottom of my place:
A power I have, but of what strength and nature
I am not yet instructed.
'Tis so with me. Let us withdraw together,
And we may soon our satisfaction have
Touching that point.
I'll wait upon your honour.
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