To me, and why; because I’m obstinate—
Would force upon you what you have no use for?
FRIAR.
The book besides was none of mine. Indeed
It must at any rate belong to th’ daughter;
It is her whole, her only patrimony—
Save she has you. God grant you ne’er have reason
To sorrow for the much you’ve done for her.
NATHAN.
How should I? that can never be; fear nothing.
FRIAR.
Patriarchs and templars—
NATHAN.
Have not in their power
Evil enough to make me e’er repent.
And then—But are you really well assured
It is a templar who eggs on your patriarch?
FRIAR.