You’ve had ere now a chance to make acquaintance;
I was the tongue once of the Sanhedrim
When it was dumb before you.
Herod.
Sameas,
I hope you know me too. Hard on the heel
You have pursued the youngling, and were lief
To make the hangman richer by the head
Of that same youngling. I forgive your deeds
As man and King. Your neck still carries yours.