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 Me you attacked, I did myself defend. As for your project taken in itself, I love these outbursts of a faithful heart; Courage doth smile upon me, and bold feats Of daring do rejoice my very soul. Albeit your success was incomplete, I place you no less high in my esteem. Your hearts are moved by loftiest sentiments; Onward you march with firm and equal step; You faltered not, nor trembled, nor turned pale; You are—accept my compliments sincere— My chosen foes, foes worthy of my steel. Nought do I see in you to be despised, In fine, too highly do I value you— To spare you.—My esteem for you would fain Display itself in public; I attest it, By having you all hanged.—No thanks, I beg. Forgive me, rather, that I join with you, On the same scaffold,
 * [Pointing to the panic-stricken.

Yonder whining braggart, The coward who doth listen while I speak, Albeit he 's not worth the rope to hang him! He should give thanks to you, for but for you He would not have been honoured with my wrath.
 * [Pointing to , who has not moved.

Bear with me if I add yon noisome Jew Unto your company. 'Tis hard, I know, To mingle deicides with Christian men, Or a Barabbas with right-minded thieves! I will arrange to hang him lower down. And now I crave your pardon, one and all, For that I do so ill requite your kindness; I give that which I have. I know full well