this hideous rashness. Answer my life my judgment, thy youngest daughter does not love thee least, nor are those empty-hearted whose low sound reverb no hollowness. (5)
Forgiveness If but as well I other accents borrow
That can my speech defuse, my good intent may carry through itself to that full issue for which I razed my likeness. Now, banished Kent, If thou canst serve where thou dost stand condemned, so may it come thy master, whom thou lov'st, shall find thee full of labors. (18)
Power But true it is, from France there comes a
power into this scattered kingdom, who already, wise in our negligence, have secret feet in some of our best ports and are at point to show their open banner. (56)
Social Class Sir, I am too old to learn.
call not your stocks for me. I serve the king, on whose employment I was sent to you. you shall do small respect, show too bold malice against the grace and person of my master (40)
Justice Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my
daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness. I never gave you kingdom, called you children; you owe me no subscription. Then let fall your horrible pleasure. Here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man. but yet I call you servile ministers, that have with two pernicious daughters join your high engendered battles 'gainst a head so old and white as this. (57)