Ireton:
Do but let us go to the army with that respect, and not a trooper but will renew your power for you.
Charles:
A power a little cropped, eh, Mr. Ireton?
Cromwell:
No, sir, enlarged. You have ruled by interest and fear. You can go back to rule by the affection of a free people. You have the qualities, sir—why waste them?
Charles:
You persuade well. Honestly, I am sure.
Cromwell:
I could take all. I do not want it. I want to restore your fortune, to give you back a regenerate kingship. Will you take it, sir? It is of love I offer it, love of England, of your great office. And you should adorn that inheritance. Men should be proud to call you King, sir.