Your friendship is of small account to me.
Give, give anew the sturdy right arm play,
For what mine own is worth I fain would see;
Since in its might hath fortune deigned to place
My added glory, and your fell disgrace.
To sue for peace will hardly recompense
The shameless doings of so many years.
Let war and rapine come; and in defence
Bring out anew your files of valiant spears