The fortune of my youth against his age.
Vera. Proceed, proceed; for this is but to say,
That thou wert almost worsted in the combat.
Alph. I have already said much more than needs,
To move a noble mind;
Such as my father's is, or ought to be.
Vera. Come, let me hear my duty from my son.
Alph. If more be wanting on so plain a theme,
Think on the slippery state of human things,
The strange vicissitudes, and sudden turns