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A friend's endurance of my froward temper, Which, froward as it is, from thee hath borne What never human being but thyself Had dared to goad it with.

It is indeed Thy well-earned right thou askest, noble Lorne, And it is yielded to thee cheerfully.

My aged limbs are tired with pacing here; Some one approaches: within that grove We'll find a shady seat, and there conclude This well-debated point.(Exeunt.)

SCENE III. A Court within the Castle, surrounded with Buildings.

Enter and a, two servants at the same time crossing the Stage, with covered dishes in their hands.

I'll wait until the Earl shall be at leisure; My business presses not. Where do they carry Those cover'd meats? Have ye within the castle Some noble prisoner?