Which of one base is base, and so Ile die.
Cler. Here, then.
Mont. Stay, hold! One thought hath harden'd me, He starts up.
And since I must afford thee victorie,30
It shall be great and brave, if one request
Thou wilt admit mee.
Cler. What's that?
Mont. Give me leave
To fetch and use the sword thy brother gave mee,