I here return like Tarquin—for a crown.
Antonius.
And may be foil’d like Tarquin, if you follow
Not the dry light of Rome’s straight-going policy,
But the fool-fire of love or lust, which well
May make you lose yourself, may even drown you
In the good regard of Rome.
Synorix.
Tut—fear me not;
I ever had my victories among women.