Unless thou tell'st my tale.
Mar.I speak of thee!
Jac. Fos. And wherefore not? All then shall speak of me:
The tyranny of silence is not lasting,
And, though events be hidden, just men's groans80
Will burst all cerement, even a living grave's!
I do not doubt my memory, but my life;
And neither do I fear.
Mar.Thy life is safe.
Jac. Fos. And liberty?