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Than may be lightly said. These are no times To breathe mens' thoughts in th' open face of Heaven And ear of multitudes. They that would speak Of monarch's and their deeds should keep within Their quiet homes. Come, let us hence, and then We'll commune of this stranger.[Exeunt.

Sebast. Withstand me not! I tell thee that my soul, With all its passionate energies, is roused Unto that fearful strength which must have way E'en like the elements, in their hour of might And mastery o'er creation.

Gonzal.But they wait