With kings—my equals.
Myr.These men sought to be so.
Sar. Myrrha, this is too feminine, and springs
From fear——
Myr.For you.
Sar.No matter, still 'tis fear.
I have observed your sex, once roused to wrath,
Are timidly vindictive to a pitch
Of perseverance, which I would not copy.
I thought you were exempt from this, as from