No More Learning

_ Undo what you have done.

_Sar. _ Revoke my pardon?

_Sal. _ Replace the crown now tottering on your temples.

_Sar. _ That were tyrannical.

_Sal. _ But sure.

_Sar. _ We are so.
What danger can they work upon the frontier?

_Sal. _ They are not there yet--never should they be so,
Were I well listened to.

_Sar.
_ Nay, I _have_ listened
Impartially to thee--why not to them?

_Sal. _ You may know that hereafter; as it is,
I take my leave to order forth the guard.

_Sar. _ And you will join us at the banquet?

_Sal. _ Sire, 480
Dispense with me--I am no wassailer:
Command me in all service save the Bacchant's.

_Sar. _ Nay, but 'tis fit to revel now and then.

_Sal. _ And fit that some should watch for those who revel
Too oft. Am I permitted to depart?

_Sar. _ Yes----Stay a moment, my good Salemenes,
My brother--my best subject--better Prince
Than I am King. You should have been the monarch,
And I--I know not what, and care not; but
Think not I am insensible to all 490
Thine honest wisdom, and thy rough yet kind,
Though oft-reproving sufferance of my follies.
If I have spared these men against thy counsel,
That is, their lives--it is not that I doubt
The advice was sound; but, let them live: we will not
Cavil about their lives--so let them mend them.