For my abuse of justice; but no stings
Prick with that terror as the wounds I made
Upon the pious Admiral. Some good man
Bear my repentance thither; he is merciful,
And may incline the King to stay his lightning,
Which threatens my confusion, that my free
Resign of title, office, and what else
My pride look’d at, would buy my poor life’s safety;
Forever banish me the Court, and let
Me waste my life far-off in some mean village.”